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THE  ST.  ALBAN    HYMNAL 


THE 

ST.  ALBAN    HYMNAL 


Compiled  for  the  use  of 

THE 
LIBERAL    CATHOLIC    CHURCH 

IN 
THE  UNITED  STATES  OF  AMERICA 


THE    ST.    ALBAN     PRESS 
LOS    ANGELES  ::  LONDON  SYDNEY 

1921 


CD 


The  St.  Alban  Ilymnal  is  published  to  meet  the  needs  of  the 
Liberal  Catholic  Church,  and  a  knowledge  of  the  tenets  of 
that  Church  is  necessary  in  order  to  enable  the  reader  to 
understand  the  principles  which  have  governed  the  selection 
of  the  hymns,  and  the  manifold  alterations  which  have  been 
made  in  them.  The  Liberal  Catholic  Church  allows  perfect 
freedom  of  opinion  to  all  its  members,  but  it  has  at  the  same 
time  a  definite  doctrine  to  offer  to  those  who  feel  themselves 
able  to  accept  it,  though  it  does  not  exact  adherence  to  it 
or  to  any  other  dogma  as  a  condition  of  access  to  its  altars, 
Ita  central  and  paramount  teaching  is  that  God  is  Love  and 
Light,  and  that  in  Him  there  is  no  darkness  at  all.  Conse- 
quently it  regards  as  blasphemous  all  assertions  of  hell  and 
damnation,  all  prayers  for  salvation  by  blood,  all  ignoble 
cries  for  mercy,  all  expressions  shoAving  fear  or  doubt  of  the 
Loving  Father.  It  holds  that  heaven  is  not  a  place  but  n 
state  of  consciousness,  and  that  death  is  not  a  plimge  into 
a  dim  unknoAMi,  but  simply  a  passage  into  a  higher  and  beauti- 
fully familiar  life. 

All  this  being  so,  it  will  be  readily  understood  that  its 
members  find  the  ordinary  hymn  somewhat  futile,  since  it  is 
filled  with  expressions  which  the  enlightened  Christian  can- 
not honestly  endorse  if  he  pays  any  attention  to  the  real  meaji- 
ing  and  implication  of  the  words.  Yet  many  such  hymns 
contain  ])eautiful  passages  which  are  endcarecl  to  us  by  old 
association,  and  it  would  be  .«ad  if  we  w^ere  debarred  from 
their  use.  Some  such  we  have  had  regretfully  to  abandon : 
but  we  have  been  able  by  careful  alteration  to  bring  many 
into  harmony  with  our  convictions.  AVe  heartily  apologize  to 
their  authors  for  the  liberty  thus  taken  with  their  composi- 
tions; but  we  feel  sure  that  it  will  readily  be  pardoned  when 


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FOEEWOKD 


it  is  understood  that  in  this  changed  form  a  hymn  may  enter 
upon  a  fresh  career  of  usefulness  in  an  entirely  new  field 
Avhich   would   not   otherwise  have   been   open  to   it. 

THE  MAEKING  OF  THE  ALTERATIONS 

Eealizing,  however,  that  some  writers  may  prefer  the 
harsher  mcdineval  interpretation  of  the  Christian  faith,  we 
have  been  careful  so  to  mark  the  hymns  that  they  shall 
not  be  held  responsible  for  more  himiane  doctrines  of  which 
they  disapprove.  "Wlien  the  autlior  's  name  appears  vathout 
any  qualifying  mark  l^efore  it,  the  hymn  is  unaltered;  when 
very  slight  changes  ha\"e  been  made,  perhaps  in  two  or  three 
lines  only,  the  name  is  preceded  by  a  dagger  +;  when  the 
alteiTitions  are  considerable,  tlie  mark  t  is  employed;  when 
the  hymn  is  almost  entirely  rewritten,  the  words  ' '  based  on ' ' 
are  inserted  before  the  writer's  name.  Wherever  changes 
have  been  made  the  compilers  are  solely  responsible  for  the 
wider  sentiments  expressed.  Some  authors  give  permission 
for  the  insertion  of  their  hymns  only  on  condition  that  they 
shall  be  published  verbatim;  it  therefore  becomes  a  matter 
for  our  consideration  whether  we  can  conscientiously  include 
them.  In  some  cases  we  have  felt  that  we  must  forgo  the 
use  of  such  hymns;  in  others  their  beauty  and  appropriate- 
ness are  so  great  that  we  have  accepted  them,  even  though 
they  contain  certain  passages  which  we  ourselves  should  have 
expressed  otherwise.  "Whenever  we  have  been  able  to  trace 
the  authorship  of  a  liymn  we  have  mentioned  it;  but  we 
regret  that  there  still  remain  many  to  which  we  can  append 
only  the  unsatisfactory  word  ''anomTuous. " 

THE  ITSE  OF  THE  HYMNS 

We  have  arranged  our  hymns  to  follow  the  course  of  the 
Oluirch's  year;   but  we  particularly  wish  it  to  be  understood 


FOREWORD 


that  the  divisions  which  we  have  made  are  in  no  way  mutually 
exclusive.  Most  of  the  hymns  appointed  for  special  seasons 
are  also  suitable  for  general  use;  and,  vice  versa,  many 
general  hymns  may  appropriately  be  sung  during  Advent, 
Lent,  or  on  the  Smidays  after  Epiphany.  For  example,  for 
us  Lent  is  not  a  period  of  weeping,  fasting  and  servile  self- 
abasement,  but  rather  a  time  to  be  devoted  to  quiet  and 
earnest  efforts  towards  self -improvement.  Consequently  the 
hymns  allotted  to  that  season  are  such  as  may  reasonably  be 
used  at  any  time. 

As  the  early  Advent  of  the  Christ  is  a  prominent  feature 
in  our  teaching,  we  have  naturally  a  large  number  of  hymns 
dealing  -with  that  subject,  and  we  reconmiend  that  they  should 
be  freely  used  all  through  the  year,  so  that  this  most  impor- 
tant matter  should  be  kept  well  before  the  minds  of  our 
members.  All  these  Advent  hymns  (and  some  others)  are 
suitable  for  use  at  meetings  of  the  Order  of  the  Star  in  the 
East.  It  is  hoped  that  our  Priests  will  make  a  careful  and 
loving  study  of  our  hymnal,  and  familiarize  themselves  with 
its  contents,  so  as  to  be  able  to  utilize  them  to  the  best 
advantage. 

A  few  of  the  hymns  more  obviously  Avritten  for  proces- 
sionals are  set  apart  under  that  heading,  but  any  hymn  of 
fair  length  may  be  used  for  that  purpose,  and  many  of  the 
festivals  have  their  own  traditional  processionals, 

THE  TUNES 

The  incredibly  exorbitant  cost  of  labour  and  material  at 
the  present  time,  and  still  more,  the  appalling  difficulties 
surrounding  the  question  of  musical  copyright,  make  it  impos- 
sible for  us  for  the  present  to  publish  an  edition  of  this 
book  with  accompanying  tunes,  though  we  hope  that  that  may 
be  achieved  in  the  future.       In  the  meantime  those    congre- 


FOREWOBD 


gations  who  wish  to  use  the   St.  Alban   Hymnal  should  pro- 
vide  for  their  organists   the   undermentioned   tune-books: 

Hymns  Ancient  and  Modern,  published  by  "William 
Clowes   and   Sons,    31   Haymarket,  London,  S.W. 

The  Church  Hymnal  for  the  Christian  Year,  published 
by  Novello  &  Co.,  160  Wardour  Street,  London, 
W. 

The  Sunday  School  Hynmary,  published  by  The  Sun- 
day Scliool  Union,  57  Ludgate  Hill,  London, 
E.C. 

The  Lotus  Song  Book,  published  by  The  Theosophical 
Publishing  House,  9  St.  Martin's  Street,  London. 
W.C.   2. 

The  St.  Alban  Hyumal  (Musical  Supplement),  pub- 
lished by  The  St.  Alban  Press,  4  Raymond  Eoad, 
Neutral  Bay,  Sydney,  Australia. 

To  save  trouble  to  those  who  are  unfamiliar  with  Church 
work,  we  suggest  the  tune  which  seems  to  us  most  suitable 
to  each  hymn;  but  in  order  to  allow  as  Avide  a  range  as 
possible  to  individual  taste  we  have  supplied  a  metrical 
index,  so  that  the  organist  may  see  at  a  glance  what  qther 
tunes  of  the  same  metre  are  available,  and  may  make  his 
selection  from  among  them.  The  numbers  given  in  the 
columns  of  that  index  indicate  in  wliat  book  the  respective 
tunes  are  to  be  found. 

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS 

We  desire  to  express  our  hearty  thanks  to  the  undermentioned 
autliors,  who  have  most  kindly  allowed  us  the  use  of  their 
copyright  hymns  absolutely  free  of  charge,  in  many  eases  ac- 
compnuA-ing  their  permission  ^nth  the  most  cordial  good  wishes: 


FOREWORD 


The  Proprietors  of  Hymns  Ancient  and  Modern,  for  hvmns 
6,  139,  150,  155,  219,  220,  239,  379. 

The  Rev.  E.  B.  Birks,  for  hymn  35. 

Canon  a.  H.  Bourne,  for  hymns  226,  228. 

The  Rev.  W,  F.  Boyd,  for  the  Rev.  S.  J.  Stone's  hvmns 
46,    ]61,   490,    491,  492. 

Messrs.  Burns,  Oates  and  Washbonrne,  Ltd.,  for  hymns  173, 
248. 

^[rs,   Carlyle,   for  the  Rev.  W.   C.   Smith's  hymns  327,   352. 

Ah-,  a.   E.   R.   Coldstream,   for  hymn   467. 

The  representatives  of  Mr.  William  Cliatterton  Dix,  for 
hymns  50,  80,    98,   171,  222,    238,    246. 

Dr.  E.  Hermitage  Day  for  hymns  496,  497,  498. 

The  Rov.  Percy  Dearmer  and  the  Proprietors  of  the  Eng- 
lisli  HjTnnal  (published  by  the  Oxford  University  Press),  for 
hymn  291. 

Mrs.  Farrar,  for   Dean   Farrar's   hymns   72,   188. 

Lady  Harriette  S.  Franklin,  for  hymn  233. 

Mrs.  Dorothy  Frances  Gurney,  for  hymn  235. 

The  Rt.  Rev.  the  Lord  Bishop  of  Gloucester,  for  Deau  E.  1T. 
Plumptre's  hymns  254,  369,  371,  460. 

Mr.  W.   Hatch,  for  Dean  Edwin  Hatch's  hymn  147. 

-Messrs.  Houghton,  Mifflin  and  Co.,  for  hymns  5,  7,  95,  IM5, 
211,  216,  245,  283,  312,  318,  32S,  393,  340/373,  469,  479,  481. 

]\rr.  H.  Walsham  How,  for  Bishop  Walsham  How's  hymns 
127,  195,  422. 

:^[r.-W.  Knott,  for  hymns  9,  53,  54,  67,  89,  172,  174,  183, 
taken   from   The   New  Office   Hymn   Book. 

Messrs.  Longmans,  Green  and  Co.,  for  hymn  320,  by  Mary 
G.  Brainerd;  and  for  hymn  288,  on  accouut  of  the  Pro 
prietors    of    the    Hymnal    Companion. 


10  FOREWORD 


Miss  Jane  G-.  Matheson,  for  the  Eev.  G.  Matheson's  hymns 
295,  375,  457. 

Messrs.   A.  E.  Mowbrav  and  Co.,  Ltd.,  for  hymn  52. 

The  Oxford  University  Press,  for  hymns  20,  21,  93. 

The  Rev.  T.  J.  Potter,  for  hymns  173,  248. 

The  Rev.  C.  W.  Scott-Moncrieflf,  for  hymns  11,  22,  41,  137, 
232,  296,  305,   424,  345,   449. 

Dr.  Eugene  Stock,  for  hymn  378,  by  Miss  S.  G.  Stock. 

Mrs.  M.  J.  Thring,  for  the  Rev.  Godfrey  Thring's  hymns  23, 
25,  84,   102,   143,  146,   207,   234,  249,   265,   276,  461,  462. 

Colonel  W.  H.  Turton,  for  hymens  62,  81,  101,  135,  167,  184, 
186,   194,   199,  200,  201,  231,  278,  493,  522. 

The  Proprietors  of  the  Westminster  H^-mnal,  for  Bishop 
Ghadwick's  hymn  6Q. 

Wo  wish  also  to  acknowledge  with  thanks  the  permission 
given  by  the  undermentioned  -authors  and  publishers  to  print 
copyright  hymns  belonging  to  them  on  payment  of  the  usual 
fees — tliough  we  gratefully  recognize  that  these  were  in 
several  cases  gi'oatly  reduced  for  our  benefit: 

The  Rev.  S.  Baring-Gould,  for  hymns  15,  253,  459. 

Messrs.  Gay  and  Hancock,  Ltd.,  for  Mrs.  Ella  Wheeler  Wil- 
cox's  hymns  99.  108.  116,  266,  316,  319,  335,  355,  398,  443, 
484,  489,  502. 

Mr.  W.  Garrett  Herder, 'for  hymns   300,  358. 

Mr.  H.  Ernest  Xichol,  for  hvmns  16,  24,  120,  307,  322,  474, 
483,  487,   513,  515,   518,  524. 

Messrs.  James  Nisbet  and  Co.,  Ltd.,  for  Miss  Frances  Ridley 
Havergal's  hvmns  45,  78,  79,  115,  343,  347,  423,  425,  482, 
.126,  and  for'  Dr.  Bonar's  hymns  104,  12.5,  273,  310,  342, 
361,   374. 


JTOREWOBD  11 


Messrs.  Novello  and  Co.,  Ltd.,  for  hymns  2,  55,  61,  64,  161, 
190. 

Lieuteuant-Colonel  A.  W.  Pollock,  for  the  Rev.  T.  B.  Pol- 
lock's hymns   128,  208,   256. 

Mr.  George  Sampson,  for  hymns  349,  477. 

Mr.  John  Murray,  for  Mr.  J.  A.  Symonds's  hymn  447,  and 
for  Canon  Julian's  hymns  495,  499. 

Miss  Fanny  J.  Wright,  for  hymn  4. 

We  must  also  express  our  -warm  appreciation  of  the  work  of 
three  collaborators  who  wrote  hynms  especially  for  this  book — 
Mr.  E.  Armine  Wodehouse,  Mr.'  David  Will  M.  Burn,  and  Mrs. 
Mary  Bright;  lists  of  their  respective  contributions  will  be 
found  in  the  Index  of  Authors. 

The  work  of  selection,  compilation  and  (where  necessary) 
alteration  has  been  done  by  Bishop  C.  W.  Leadbeater,  but  the 
colossal  labour  coimected  with  ascertaining  and  applying  for 
the  copyrights  has  been  carried  through  by  the  Rt.  Rev. 
Irving  S.  Cooper,  Regionary  Bishop  for  the  United  States  of 
America.  No  effort  has  been  spared  to  discover  the  owners 
of  copyright  hymns;  but  if  we  have  failed  in  tracing  any,  or 
if  through  ignorance  or  inadvertence  any  have  been  over- 
looked, we  desire  to  oft'er  our  apologies,  and  to  give  the  as- 
surance that  if  reliable  information  be  sent  to  us  Ave  will 
gladly  insert  the  omitted  acknowledgment  in  the  next  edition. 


The  list  of  hymns  suggested  for  the  Sundays  and  Festivals  of 
the  Christian  year  is  to  bo  considered  exactly  as  it  describes  itself 
— as  a  suggestion  only,  and  not  by  any  means  as  a  prescription.  It 
is  added  merely  with  the  view  of  saving  trouble  to  those  Avho  arc 
unfamiliar   with  h\ninu>logy. 


yU'^lilf^ 

H4.ZI* 

Foreword. 

Hymns. 

No. 

of  Hymn 

On  Occasions   of    National  Rejoicing 

1—5 

Morning 

6,  7 

Evening 

8—24 

Sunday 

25—27 

Advent 

28—49 

Christmas   Eve 

50,    51 

Christmas : 

The  Midnight  Eucharist 

52 

The  Day 

53—64 

Christmastide 

65—74 

New   Year 's  Eve 

75 — 77 

New  Year's  Day 

78,    79 

Epiphany 

80—92 

The  Presentation  in   the   T 

L'lnple      .  . 

93 

The    Transfiguration 

94 

Lent 

95-130 

Palm  Sunday 

131,    132 

Easter 

J  33-1 4 L 

Ascension 

142—145 

Whitsun-Day : 

(And   other   Festivals   o 

f  the  Holy 

Spirit) 

1  16—161 

14                                          CONTENTS 

Xo 

of  Hymn 

Trinity  Sunday 

162—167 

Feasts  of  Our  Lady 

168—181 

Festivals   of  Angels 

182—192 

All  Saints'   Day: 

(And  other   Festivals    of   Saints) 

193—208 

All   Souls'  Day 

209—217 

St.  Peter  and  the  Holy  Apostles 

218—221 

Euoharistic       (Maundv       T 
Christi)             .  .     ' 

hursday, 

Corpus 

222—232 

Holy    Matrimony 

233—236 

Ordination 

237 

Dedication  of  a   Churcli 

238.    239 

Harvest 

2i0— 247 

Processional 

248—254 

Hymn    of   Farewell 

255 

Litanies     .  . 

256.    257 

General 

258—509 

Hymns  for  Children 

510—536 

Index    of    First    Lines 

liidox   uf    Author.'^ 

^[etrical   Index 

Hjnnns    suggested    for   Sundays    and   Festivals 


Page. 
594 
601 
605 
620 


^gmits. 


ON  OCCASIONS  OF  NATIONAL  REJOICING. 


The    National    Anthem.  6  6.4.6  6  6.4. 

MY  country,   'tis  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 

Of  thee  I  sing; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died, 
Land  of  the  Pilgrims'  pride. 
From  every  momitain-slde 

Let  Freedom  ring  ! 

My  native  country,  thee, 
Land  of  the  noble  free. 

Thy  name  I  love ; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 

Let  music  swell  the  breeze* 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  Freedom. 's  song; 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake. 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake, 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break. 
The  sound  prolong. 

Our  fathers'  God,  to  Thee. 
Author  of  liberty, 
To  Thee  we  sing; 


16  NATIONAL  REJOICING 


Long  may  our  land  "be  bright 
With  Freedom's  holy  light; 
Protect  us  by  Thy  might, 
Great  God,  our  King  ! 


S.    F.    Smith. 


All    Saints.  8.7.8.7.7.7. 

LORD  of  Might,  our  land's  Defender, 
God  of  Ho!?ts,  our  Strength  and  Stay, 
Thanks  and  praise  to  Thee  we  render 
For  Thy  blessings  day  by  day; 

King  of  Angel  hosts  above. 
Guard  and  bless  the  land  we  love. 

Lord  of  Joy,  we  stand  confessing 
Wealth  and  honour  come  from  Thee; 

Pour  upon  us  of  Thy  blessing. 
May  we  all  Thy  glory  see; 

King  of  Angel  hosts,  etc. 

Lord  of  Peace,  our  leaders  guiding, 
Grant  them  wisdom,  strength  and  skill; 

O'er  their  counsels  still  presiding 
Move  their  hearts  to  do  Thy  Will. 
King  of  Angel  hosts,  etc. 

Lord  of  Lords,  the  All-Commander, 
Make  us  loyal  through  and  through, 

May  we,  whereso'er  we  wander, 
To  cur  Motherland  be  true. 

King  of  Angel  hosts,  etc.    Amen. 

Based   on   Mary   B.   "Whitins, 
By  pel-mission   of  Nov^llo  &  Co.,  Ltd. 


NATIONAL  REJOICING  17 


Salvatori.  7.6.D. 

SOON  shall  the  trump   of  freedom  resound  from  shore  to 

shore, 
Soon,  taught  by  heavenly  wisdom,  man  shall  oppress  no  more, 
But  every  yoke  "be  broken,  each  captive  soul  set  free, 
And  every  heart  shall  welcome  the  day  of  Jubilee. 

Go  forward!    Day  is  breaking;  it  shall  be  dark  no  more; 
Thousands  of  men  are  waking  on  every  sea  and  shore; 
The  past  has  ceased  to  bind  us,  its  chains  are  hurled  away, 
The  deepest  gloom  behind  us  melts  in  the  dav/n  of  day. 

The  morn  of  peace  is  beaming,  its  glory  shall  appear, 

Behold  its  early  gleaming!    The  day  is  drav/ing  near. 

The  spear  shall  then  be  broken,  and  sheathed  the  glittering 

sword, 
The  olive  be  the  token,  and  peace  the  greeting  word. 

Yes,  37-es!    The  day  is  breaking;  far  brighter  grows  its  beam; 
The  nations  round  are  waking  as  from  an  evil  dream; 
They  see  its  radiance  shedding  where  all  was  dark  as  night. 
And  higher,  wider,  spreading  a  boundless  flood  of  light. 

O  Father  ever  glorious,  O  everlasting  Son, 

O  Spirit  all-victorious,  thrice  Holy  Three  in  One, 

Great  God  of  every  nation,  Whom  earth  and  Heaven  adore, 

Praise,  glory,  adoration  be  Thine  for  evermore.     Amen. 

Anon. 

4 

Ellacombe.  7.6.D. 

UNFURL  we  freedom's  Standard,  and  sing  aloud  to-day 
One  great  glad  song  of  triumph  that  echoes  far  away; 
For  God  and  for  our  Country  we  pledge  ourselves  to  be 
True  servants  of  America  in  strength  and  unity. 


18  NATIONAL  REJOICING 

As  citizens  and  patriots    let  all  in  concord  stand, 
Uphold  by  noble  living  the  honour  of  their  land; 
For  God  and  for  our  Country  thus  prove    themselves   to    be 
True  servants  of  America   in  faith  and  purity. 

To  think,  to  bear,  to  labour,  to  welcome  duty's  call, 
May  each  by  self-surrender  learn  fello-wship  with  all; 
For  God  and  for  our  Country  strive  ever  so  to  be 
True  servants  of  America    in  love  and  sympathy. 

The  flag  of  the  Republic  unfurled  aloft  to-day 
Bids  every  loyal  subject  to  work,  to  watch,  to  pray 
For  God  and  for  our  Country,  that  future  ages  see 
The^  servants  of  America,  heirs  of  eternity.     Amen. 

Adapted    from    Fanny    J.    "Wright. 


Sound   the   loud  timbrel.*  11  11.11  11.6  6.11  11  11. 

SOUND  over  all  waters,  reach  out  from  all  lands, 
The  chorus  of  voices,  the  clasping  of  hands; 
Sing  hymns  that  were  sung  by  the  stars  of  the  morn, 
Sing  peace  and  good-will  now  the  new  age  is  bom. 

With  glad  jubilations 

Bring  hope  to  the  nations; 
The  dark  night  is  ending,  and  dawn  has  begun. 
Rise,  Hope  of  the  ages,  arise  like  the  sun. 
All  speech  flow  to  music,  all  hearts  beat  as  one! 

Sing  the  bridal  of  nations' with  chorals  of  love, 
Sing  out  the  war  vulture  and  sing  in  the  dove; 
Till  the  hearts  of  the  peoples  leep  time  in  accord. 
And  the  voice  of  the  world  is  the  voice  of  the  Lord. 

Clasp  hands  of  the  nations 

In  strong  gratulations; 

*The   last    five   words   of  each   verse   are  sung   thrice. 


NATIONAL  REJOICING  19 


The  dark  night  is  ending,  and  dawn  has  hegun. 

Rise,  Hope  of  the  ages,  arise  like  the  sun; 

All  speech  flow  to  music,  all  hearts  heat  as  one! 

Blow,  bugles  of  battle,  the  marches  of  peace; 
East,  west,  north  and  south,  let  the  long  quarrel  cease. 
Sing  the  song  of  great  joy  that  the  Angels  began, 
Sing  of  glory  to  God  and  of  good-will  to  man; 

Hark!  joining  in  chorus, 
The  heavens  bend  o'er  us; 

The  dark  night  is  ending,  the  dawn  has  begun. 

Rise,  Hope  of  the  ages,  arise  like  the  sun; 

All  speech  flow  to  music,  all  hearts  beat  as  one!    Amen. 

J.   G.  Whittier. 


Other  hymns   suitable  for  such  occasions  are: 

264.  All    people   that    on    earth    do    dwell. 

298.  (rod    is    the    King   of    Glory. 

327.  Immortal,     Invisible. 

333.  Infinite    God,    to    Thee    we    raise. 

339.  Let    us    with     a    gladsome    mind. 

359.  Now   thank    we    all   our    God. 

379.  0    praise    ye    the    Lord. 

385.  O    worship    the    King. 

403.  Praise  the  Lord,  His   glories  show. 

404.  Praise  the  Lord,  ye  heavens   adore   Him. 

405.  Praise    we    our    Master. 

411.  Sing    praise    to    God   Who    reigns    above. 

425.  Tell   it    out   among   the   people. 

500.  To    God   most   High   our   hearts    belong. 

."OR.  We    march,    we   march    to   victory. 


20  MOENING 

MORNING 


Jam   lucis  or  Hesperus.  L.M. 

O  CHRIST,  the  Lord  of  light  aud  grace, 
Thou  'brightness  of  the  Father's  Face, 
Thou  Fountain  of  eternal  light, 
True  Day  dispersing  shades  of  night; 

Thou  Very  Sun  of  heavenly  love, 
Pour  out  Thy  radiance  from  above. 
And  shed  the  Holy  Spirit's  ray 
On  every  thought  and  sense  to-day. 

So  we  the  Father's  help  will  claim, 
And  sing  the  Father's  glorious  Name; 
Before  His  throne  our  praise  outpour, 
That  we  may  stand,  to  fall  no  more. 

May  Hs  our  actions  deign  to  bless, 
And  quench  the  darts  of  wickedness; 
In  life's  rough  ways  our  feet  defend, 
And  grant  us  patience  to  the  end. 

May  faith,  deep  rooted  in  the  soul, 
Subdue  our  flesh,  our  minds  control; 
May  guile  depart,  and  discord  cease. 
And  all  within  be  truth  and  peace. 

May  Christ  our  Food  with  us  abide 
And  love  cur  daily  cup  provide. 
And  the  life-giving  Spirit  still 
Our  hearts  with  His  abundance  fill. 


MOENING  21 


So  let  us  gladly  pass  the  day, 
Oiir  thoughts  as  pure  as  morning  ray, 
Our  faith  as  noontide  glowing  bright, 
Our  minds  undimmed  by  shades  of  night. 

All  praise  to  God  the  Father  he, 
All  praise,  Eternal  Son,  to  Thee. 
Whom  with  the  Spirit  we  adore 
For  ever  and  for  evermore.     Amen. 

tSt.    Ambrose    (A.D.    340)    tr.    by  J.    Chandler    and   others. 


Consolation  or  O   Perfect   Love.  11.10.11.10. 

STILL,  still  with  Thee,  when  purple  morning  hreaketh — 
When  the  bird  waketh,  and  the  shadows  flee; 

Fairer  than  morning,  lovelier  than  the  daylight, 
Dawns  the  sweet  consciousness,  I  am  with  Thee. 

Alone  with  Thee,  amid  the  mystic  shadows, 

The  solemn  hush  of  nature  newly  born; 
Alone  with  Thee,  in  breathless  adoration. 

In  the  calm  dew  and  freshness  of  the  morn. 

As  in  the  dawning  o'er  the  waveless  ocean 

The  image  of  the  morning  star  doth  rest. 
So  in  this  stillness  Thou  beholdest  only 

Thine  image  in  the  waters  of  my  breast. 

Still,  still  with  Thee,  as  to  each  new-born  morning 
A  fresh  and  solemn  splendour  still  is  given, 

So  doth  this  blessed  consciousness,  awaking, 
Breathe  each  day  nearness  unto  Thee  and  heaven. 


EVENING 


When  sinks  the  man.  subdued  by  toil,  to  slumber, 
His  closing  eye  looks  up  to  Thee  in  prayer; 

Sweet  the  repose  beneath  Thy  wings  o'ershading, 
But  sweeter  still  to  wake  and  find  Thee  there. 

So  shall  it  be  at  last,  in  that  bright  morning 
When  the  soul  waketh,  and  life's  shadows  flee; 

For  in  that  hour,  fairer  than  daylight's  dawning, 
Shall  rise  the  glorious  thought,  I  am  with  Thee!   Amen. 

tHarriet    Beocher    Stowc. 


EVENING 


8 

Eventide   or   St.    Agnes    (Langran). 

ABIDE  with  me;  fast  falls  the  eventide; 
The  darkness  deepens;  Lord,  with  me  abide; 
When  other  helpers  fail,  and  comforts  flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless.  O  abide  with  me. 

Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim.  its' glories  pass  away; 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see; 

0  Thou  Who  changest  not,  abide  with  me. 

1  need  Thy  Presence  every  passing  hour; 

'Tis  by  Thy  strength  I  foil  the  tempter's  power; 
Who  like  Thyself  my  guide  and  stay  can  be? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine.  Lord,  abide  with  me. 


EVENING  2o 


I  fear  no  foe  with  Thee  at  hand  to  "bless; 
Tils  have  no  weight,  and  tears  no  "bitterness; 
Where  is  death's  sting?    Where,  grave,  thy  victory? 
I  triumph  still,  if  Thou  abide  with  me. 

Hold  Thou  Thy  Cross  hefore  my  closing  eyes; 
Shine  through  the  gloom,  and  point  me  to  the  skies; 
Heaven's  morning  breaks,  and  earth's  vain  shadows  flee; 
In  life,  in  death,  O  Lord,  ahide  with  me.    Amen. 

tRev.    H.    F.    Lyte. 

9 

^strength    and    Stay.  10.10.11.10. 

COMES  at  times  a  stillness  as  of  even, 

Steeping  the  soul  in  memories  of  love. 
As  when  the  glow  is  sinking  out  of  heaven, 

As  when  the  twilight  deepens  far  above. 

Comes  at  length  a  sound  of  many  voices, 
As  when  the  waves  break  lightly  on  the  shore, 

As  when  at  dawn  the  feathered  choir  rejoices, 
Singing  aloud  because  the  night  is  o'er. 

Comes  at  times  a  voice  of  days  departed, 

On  the  dying  breath  of  evening  borne; 
Lags  the  traveller,  faint  and  weary-hearted, 

"Long  is  the  way,"  it  whispers,  "and  forlorn." 

Comes  at  last  a  voice  of  thrilling  gladness 
Borne  on  the  breezes  of  the  rising  day. 

Saying:  "The  Lord  shall  make  an  end  of  sadness"; 
Saying :  ' '  The  Lord  shall  wipe  all  tears  away. ' ' 

Amen. 

T.   Gregory    Smith. 

From    the    New    Office    Hymn    Book,    by    perraisaion    of 
Mr.    W.    Knott. 
*This    tune     will     require    careful    adaptation.        A    melody   still 
more  suitable  will  be  found  in  The  New  OflSce  Hymn  Book,  No.   708. 


24  EVENING 


10 

Pryburgh   Abbey,    Wurterabnrg,    oi'   Day    is    dying,  7  7.7  7.4. 

DAY  is  dying  in  the  west, 
Heaven  is  touching  earth  with  rest; 
Wait  and   worship   while  the   night 
Sets  her  evening  lamps  alight 
Through  all  the  sky. 

Holy,   Holy,  Holy  Lord, 
God  of  Hosts,  eternal  Word, 
Heaven  and  earth  are  full  of  Thee. 
Heaven  and  earth  are  praising  Thee. 
O  Lord,  most  Pligh! 

While  the  deepening  shadows  fall, 
Heart  of  love,  enfolding  all, 
Through  the  glory  and  the  grace 
Of  the  stars  that  veil  Thy  Face 
Our  hearts  ascend. 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy.  etc. 

Lord  of  Life,  "beneath  the  dome 
Of  the  universe  Thy  home 
Gather  us,  who  seek  Thy  Face. 
To  the  fold  of  Thy  embrace; 
For  Thou  art  nigh. 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  etc. 

When  for  ever  from  our  sight 
Pass  the  stars,  the  day,  the  night, 
Lord  of  Angels,  on  our  eyes 
Let  eternal  morn  arise. 
And  shadows  end. 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  etc.      Amen. 


Mary    A.    Lathbury. 


EVENING  25 


11 

Preeceptor  or  0  Quanta  Qualia.  11.10.11.10. 

DAYTIME  is  ending,  and  slumber,  descending 
Soft  as  the  dew,  falls  caressing  and  light; 

Christ,  ever  tending  Thy  sheep  and  befriending, 
On  us  anew  falls  Thy  blessing  to-night. 

Master,  Thy  treasure  of  love  beyond  measure 
Steadfastly  keeping,  unshaken  may  we — 

Through  pain  and  pleasure,  'm.id  labour  or  leisure- 
Find  that,  in  sleeping,  we  waken  with  Thee. 

Evil  redressing,  the  Father  confessing, 

Praise  we  the  Son  so  transcendent  in  love; 

Homage  addressing,  the  Paraclete  blessing, 
Worship  the  One,  all  resplendent  above.    Amen. 

Kev.   C.   W.   Scott-Moncrieff. 

12 

Mendelssohn.  7s.   (ten  lines). 

FATHER,  by  Thy  love  and  power 
Comes  again  the  evening  hour; 
Light  has  vanished,  labours  cease. 
Weary  creatures  rest  in  peace. 
Thou,  Whose  genial  dews  distil 

On  the  lowliest  weed  that  grows. 
May  our  night  be  free  from  ill, 

Grant  Thy  children  sweet  repose; 
We  to  Thee  ourselves  resign; 
Let  our  latest  thoughts  be  Thine. 

Christ  our  Lord,  to  Thee  we  bow, 
At  Thy  Feet  we  lay  our  vow; 
If  to-day  our  love  hath  failed, 
If  some  sin  our  light  hath  veiled, 


26  EVENING 


This  our  weakness  we  regret, 

Knowlug  it  unworthy  Thee; 
Fledging  us  that  we  will  yet 

Stauncher  and  more  grateful  be. 
Mighty  Thou,  though  feeble  we; 
In  Thy  strength  our  refuge  be. 

Holy  Spirit.  Breath  of  balm, 
Rest  on  us  in  evening's  calm; 
Yet  awhile,  before  we  sleep, 
We  with  Thee  will  vigil  keep. 
Shining  ever  from  above 

Yet  within  our  hearts  abide; 
Breath  of  Life  and  Fire  of  Love, 

Breathe  on  us  this  eventide. 
Flame    of   God,   increase   our  will, 
Strengthen  and  encourage  still. 

Triune  God,  forever  near. 
Where  Thou  art,  how  can  we  fear? 
Safe  within  Thine  arms  we  lie 
Thou  Who  rulest  earth  and  sky. 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Clothed  in  majesty  sublime. 
King  of  all  the  Heavenly  Host. 

Lord  supreme  of  Space  and  Time, 
Night  and  day  are  naught  to  Thee, 
Thou  dost  fill  eternity!      Amen. 

t.Toseph    Anstice,    vv.    1    and    part    of    3    (vv.    2,    4,    and    part    of 
3,  by  C.W.L.-). 

A  good   tune   for   this  hymn   will    be   found   in 
The   Hymnal    Companion,    No.    37. 


EVENINQ  27 


13 

Tallis'   Canon.  ^■^^■ 

GLORY  to  Thee,  my  God,  this  night 
For  all  the  hlessings  of  the  light; 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  Kings, 
Beneath  Thine  own  Almighty  wings. 

Assoil  me,  Lord,  from  every  sin, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  love  within. 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  Thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  he. 

Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  gTave  as  little  as  my  feed, 
For  life  a-nd  death,  like  night  and  day. 
Are  steps  upon  my  upward  way. 

O  may  my  soul  on  Thee  repose, 
And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close, 
Sleep  that  shall  me  more  vigorous  make 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

If  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 
My  soul  with  heavenly  thoughts  supply; 
Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest, 
No  powers  of  darkness  me  molest. 

Praise  God,  from  Whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below. 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  host. 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.    Amen. 

tBp.    Thomas    Ken    (A.D.     1637). 


^VEN]NG 


14 

Vesper    Hymn.  S.7.D. 

NOW  on  land  and  sea  descending 

Brings  the  night  its  peace  profound, 
Let  our  vesper  hymn  he  blending 

With  the  holy  calm  around. 
Soon  as  dies  the  sunset  glory 

Stars  of  heaven  shine  out  above. 
Telling  still  the  ancient  story, 

Their  Creator's  changeless  love. 

Now,  our  needs  and  troubles  leaving 

To  His  care  Who  cares  for  all, 
Cease  we  fearing,  cease  we  grieving; 

At  His  touch  our  burdens  fall. 
As  the   darkness  seems   victorious, 

Lo!  eternal  stars  arise; 
Hope  and  Faith  and  Love  shine  glorious, 

And  before  them  darkness  flies. 

God  of  God,  the  All-Commander, 

Light  of  Light,  Emmanuel, 
In  Whose  Body,  joined  together 

All  Thy  Saints  for  ever  dwell; 
Pour  upon  us  of  Thy  fullness, 

That  we  may  for  evermore, 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son.  and 

God  the  Holy  Ghost  adore.     Amen. 

tSarauel  Longfellow. 

15 

Lj-ndhiiv.st    or  Eudo.xia.  6..").D. 

NOW  the  day  is  over, 

Night  is  drawing  nigh. 
Shadows  of  the  evening 

Steal  across  the  sky. 


^      EVENING  29 


Now  the  darkness  gathers, 

Stars  begin  to  peep, 
Birds,   and  "beasts,  and  fiowers 

Soon  will  he  asleep. 

Master,  give  the  weary 

Calm  and  sweet  repose; 
Vv^ith  Thy  tenderest  iDlessing 

May  our  eyelids  close. 
Grant  to  little  children 

Visions   bright   of   Thee; 
Guard  the  sailors  tossing 

On  the  deep  blue  sea. 

Comfort  every  sufferer 

V/atching  late  in  pain; 
Those  who  plan  some  evil 

From  their  sin  restrain. 
Through  the  long  night  watches 

May  Thine  Angels  spread 
Their  white  wings  above  us, 

Watching  round  our  bed. 

When  the  morning  wakens, 

Then  may  we  arise 
Pure     and    fresh    and   sinless 

In  Thy  Holy  Eyes. 
Glory  to  the  Father, 

Glory  to  the  Son, 
And  to  Thee,  Blest  Spirit, 

While  all  ages  run.    Amen. 


Rev.    S.   Baring-Gould. 


EVENING 


16 

\'ita    secreta.  11.12.11.10. 

O  GIVE  us  light,  we  pray  Thee,  Lord,  at  even — 
Light  that  shall  touch  our  souls  with  glory  of  the  mom; 

Changing  from  gloom  to  softest  hues  of  heaven, 
Like  the  dim  splendour  of  a  day  new  born. 

O  give  us  truth,  the  truth  of  perfect  whiteness, 
So  that  our  souls  may  lie  all  open  to  Thy  glance; 

No  hidden  sin  to  mar  their  limpid  brightness, 
Stainless  and  pure  before  Thy  countenance. 

O  give  us  love,  or  all  is  unavailing; 

Love  from  Thy  deepest  heart,  compassion  all  divine; 
Bind  us  in  one  with  links  of  gold  unfailing, 

One  in  the  love  of  Christ,  the  living  Vine. 

O  give  us  peace  beyond  all  earthly  seeing! 

Peace  like  the  calmness  of  a  still  and  starlit  sea; 
Peace  that  is  deeper  than  our  deepest  being. 

Where  self  is  lost  to  self  and  found  in  Thee,     Amen, 

H.   Ernest   Nichol. 
Copyright:   By  permission  of  H.  E.  Nichol,  Charlotte  Street,   Hall. 


-    17 

Stella   or    St.    Matthias.  8s.    (s\x   liness' 

O  MASTER,  bless  us  ere  we  go; 

Thy   Word   into   our   minds   instil; 
And  make  our  lukewarm  hearts  to  glow 

With  lowly  love  and  fervent  will. 
Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
O  loving  Master,  b©  our  light. 


EVENING  31 


The  day  is  done,  its  hours  have  run, 
And  Thou  hast  taken  count  of  all, — 

The  scanty  triumphs  grace  hath  won,    . 
The  broken  vow,  the  frequent  fall. 
Through  life's  long  day,  etc. 

Grant  us.  dear  Lord,  from  evil  ways 

True  absolution  and  release; 
And  bless  us,  more  than  in  past  days, 

With  purity  and  inward  peace. 
Through  life's  long  day,  etc. 

Lord,  give  us  kindliness  and  joy, 
Sweet  peace,  and  sober  liberty. 

And  loving  hearts  without  alloy, 

That  only  long  to  be  like  Thee. 

Through  life's  long  day,  etc. 

For  all  we  love,  the  poor,  the  sad. 
The  sinful,  unto  Thee  we  call; 

O  let  Thy  blessing  make  us  glad; 
Thou  art  our  Leader  and  our  all. 
Through  life's  long  day,  etc. 

O  Master,  bless  us;  night  has  come; 

Thy  holy  Presence  with  us  be; 
Good  Angels  watch  about  our  home. 

And  we  are  one  day  nearer  Thee. 
Through  life's  long  day,  etc. 

And  while  to  Him  Who  reigns  above 
Homage  we  pay  on  bended  knee. 

The  Source  of  light  and  life  and  love 
In  Godhead  One,  in  Persons  Three, 
Through  life's  long  day,  etc.    Amen. 


tRev.    F.    W.    Faber. 


32  EVENING 


18 

Annue  Christe   or   Tyrolese   Evening   Hymn.  6s.   (eight  lines) 

OPEN  the  East  Gate  now 

And  let  the  day  come  in; 
The  day  with  unstained  brow 

Untouched  hy  care  or  sin; 
For  her  we  watch  and  wait, 

Wait  for  the  birds  and  dew; 
Open  the  Eastern  Gate 

And  let  the  daylight  through. 

Open  the  Western  Gate 

And  let  the  daylight  go 
In  pomp  and  royal  state, 

In  rose  and  amber  glow; 
It  is  so  late,  so  late, 

The  birds  sing  sweet  and  low; 
Open  the  Western  Gate, 

And  let  the  daylight  go! 

Lay  down  thy  daily  toil. 

Glad  of  thy  labour  done, 
Glad  of  the  night's  assoil, 

Glad  of  thy  wages  won; 
Thus  be  it  soon  or  late. 
To  thine  own  self  be  true; 
Eastern  or  Western  Gate 

Let  truth  and-  love  shine  through.     Amen. 

A  noil 

19 

Nova    Vita    or    Lumen    Venim.  S.M. 

OUE.  day  of  praise  is  done; 
The  evening  shadows  fall; 
But  pass  not  from  us  with  the  sun, 
True  Light  that  lightenest  all. 


EVENING  .« 


Around  the  Throne  on  high, 
Where  night  can  never  be, 
The  white-rohed  harpers  of  the  sky- 
Bring  ceaseless  hymns  to  Thee. 

Too  faint  our  anthems  here; 
Too  soon  of  praise  we  tire; 
But  oh,  the  strains  how  full  and  clear 
Of  that  eternal  choir! 

Yet,  Lord,  to  Thy  dear  Will 
If  Thou  attune  the  heart, 
We  in  Thine  Angels'  music  still 
May  hear  our  lower  part. 

'Tis  Thine  each  soul  to  calm, 
Each  wayward  thought  reclaim, 
And  make  our  life  a  daily  psalm 
Of  glory  to  Thy  Name, 

A  little  while,  and  then 
Shall  come  the  glorious  end; 
And  songs  of  Angels  and  of  men 
In  perfect  praise  shall  blend. 

O  Christ,  the  King  of  Saints, 
We  praise  Thee  and  adore, 
Who  art  with  God  the  Father  One 
And  Spirit  evermore.    Amen. 

Rev.   John    Ellerton. 

20 

Pax    Dei.  10s. 

SAVIOUR,  again  to  Thy  dear  Name  we  raise 
With  one  accord  our  parting  hymn  of  praise; 
We  stand  to  bless  Thee  ere  our  worship  cease; 
Then,  lowly  kneeling,  wait  Thy  word  of  peace. 


34  EVENING 


Grant  us  Thy  peace  upon  our  homeward  way; 
With  Thee  "began,  with  Thee  shall  end  the  day; 
Guard  Thou  the  lips  from  sin,  the  hearts  from  shame, 
That  in  this  house  have  called  upon  Thy  Name. 

Grant  us  Thy  peace,  Lord,  through  the  coming  night; 
Turn  Thou  for  us  its  darkness  into  light: 
From  harm  and  danger  keep  Thy  children  free. 
For  dark  and  light  are  both  alike  to  Thee. 

Grant  us  Thy  peace  throughout  our  earthly  life, 
Our  balm  in  sorrow,  and  our  stay  in  strife; 
Then,  when  Thy  Voice  shall  hid  our  conflict  cease, 
Call  us.  O  Lord,  to  Thine  eternal  peace.     Amen. 

Rev.    John    Ellerton. 
Printed    by    permission    of    the    Oxford    University    Press. 


21 

St.   Clement.  9.8,9.8. 

THE  day  Thou  gavest,  Lord,  is  ended, 

The  darkness  falls  at  Thy  behest; 
To  Thee  our  morning  hymns  ascended. 

Thy  praise  shall  sanctify  our  rest. 

We  thank  Thee  that  Thy  Church  unsleeping, 

While  earth  rolls  onward  into  light. 
Through  all  the  world  her  watch  is  keeping. 

And  rests  not  now  by  day  or  night. 

As  o'er  each  continent  and  island 

The  dawn  leads  on  another  day. 
The  voice  of  prayer  is  never  silent, 

Nor  dies  the  strain  of  praise  away. 


EVENING  35 


The  sun  that  bids  us  rest  is  waking 
Our  brethren  'neath  the  western  sky, 

And  hour  by  hour  fresh  lips  are  making 
Thy  wondrous  doings  heard  on  high. 

So  be  it,  Lord;  Thy  Throne  shall  never, 
Like  earth's  proud  empires,  pass  away; 

Thy  Kingdom  stands,  and  grows  for  ever, 
Till  all  Thy  creatures  own  Thy  sway.    Amen. 

Rev.   John    Ellerton. 
Printed  by  permission  of  the  Oxford  University  Press, 


22 

Wiltshire  or  Gerontius.  CM. 

THE  end  of  one  more  day  hath  come; 

O  Lord  of  day  and  night, 
Call  Thou  Thy  true  disciples  home 

To  lands  of  fairer  light. 

We  lay  these  bodies  down  to  sleep; 

May  we,  all  wakeful  still, 
Near  Thee,  O  Master,  vigil  keep, 

Or  speed  to  do  Thy  Will. 

For  this  we  ask  of  Thy  dear  grace, 

Who  would  Thy  followers  be. 
That,  though  the  daytime  hide  Thy  Face, 

Night  brings  us  back  to  Thee. 

What  joy  to  spend  both  day  and  night 

In  Thy  high  service   still  ! 
Let  every  hour  with  love  be  bright, 

Let  work  each  moment  fill. 


36  EVENING 


To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Gliost, 

Be  glory,  service,  power, 
Of  men   and   of   the    Angel  Host 

The  God,  the  Strength,  the  Tower  !     Amen. 

Rev.   C.   W.   Scott-Moncriefif,  vv.   1-3    (w.   4,    5,   by  C.W.L.). 


23 

St.    Gabriel.  8.8.8.4. 

THE  radiant  morn  hath  passed  away, 
And  spent  full  soon  her  golden  store; 
The  shadows  of  departing  day 
Creep  on  once  more. 

Our  life  is  hut  an  autumn  day, 
Its  glorious  noon  how  quickly  past, 
Lead  us,  O  Christ,  Thou  living  Way, 
Safe  home  at  last. 

Steadfast  amid  the  daily  strife 
We  lift  our  thoughts  to  realms  on  high; 
We  long  to  live  the  glorious  life 
Of  love  for  aye; 

Where  light,  and  life  and  joy,  and  peace 
In  undivided  empire  reign. 
And  thronging  Angels  never  cease 
Their  deathless  strain; 

Where  Saints  are  clothed  in  spotless  white, 
And  evening  shadows  never  fall. 
Where  Thou,  Eternal  Light  of  Light, 
Art  Lord  of  all.     Amen. 

tRev.    G.    Thring. 


EVENING  37 


24 

Lux   aeterna.  P.M. 

WHEN  sunset  comes,  all  sweet  and  soft  and  tender, 

When  all  the  western  clouds  with  crimson  radiance  bloom, 
When  peak  and  crag  are  lit  with  parting  splendour, 
While  all  the  vale  below  is  wrapt  in  gathering  gloom, 
Be  near  us,  Lord! 
O  Light  everlasting,  shine  upon  our  way! 

O  Splendour  immortal,  be  our  strength  and  stay! 
Love  tenderly  guiding,  joy  ever  abiding, 
Peace  in  our  deepest  heart  by  night  and  day. 

When  all  Thy  stars,  in  golden  glory  burning, 

Watch  o'er  the  sleeping  town  or  shine  upon  the  sea, 
When  all  our  souls  are  filled  with  holy  yearning. 
Dead  to  the  cares  of  earth,  alive  with  love  to  Thee, 
Be  near  us,  Lord! 
O  Light,  etc. 

O  living  Light!    Thy  children  here  adore  Thee; 

Each  heart  is  waiting.  Lord,  Thy  footsteps  from  afar, 
Shine  in  our  souls  and  chase  the  dark  before  Thee, 
Come  in  the  flush  of  dawn,  O  bright  and  morning  Star. 
Be  near   us,   Lord! 
O  Light,  etc. 

When  life's  last  glow  on  earthly  heights  is  waning, 

When  down  the  vale  we  pass  amid  the  deepening  night, 
Be  near  us,  Lord,  with  strength  and  hope  sustaining, 
Lift  us,  O  Father,  into  never  fading  light. 
Be  near  us.  Lord! 
O  Light,  etc.    Amen. 

H.    Ernest   Nichol. 
Copyright:  By  permission  of  H.  E.  Nichol,  Charlotte  Street,  Hull. 

Another   hymn   suitable  for   Evening  is: 

No.    334.      Lead,   kindly   Light. 


27i)2S8 


38  SUNDAY 


SUNDAY 


25 

St.    Cuthbert.  8.6.8.4. 

HAIL,  sacred  day  of  earthly  rest, 

From  toil  and  trouble  free  ! 

Hail,  quiet  spirit,  'bringing  peace 

And  joy  to  me! 

A  holy  stillness,  breathing  calm 

On  all  the  world  around, 
Uplifts  my  soul,  O  God,  to  Thee, 
Where  rest  is  found. 

No  sound  of  jarring  strife  is  heard, 

As  weekly  labours  cease, 
No  voice  but  those  that  sweetly  sing 
Sweet  songs  of  peace. 

On  all  we  think  or  say  or  do 

A  ray  of  light  Divine 
Is  shed,  O  God,  this  day  by  Thee, 
For  it  is  Thine. 

All  earthly  things  appear  to  fade, 

As,  rising  high  and  higher, 
The  yearning  voices  strive  to  join 
The  heavenly  choir. 

Accept,  O  God,  our  hymn  of  praise 
That  Thou  this  day  hast  given, 
Sweet  foretaste  of  that  endless  day 
Of  life  in  heaven. 


SUNDAY  39 


All  glory  to  the  God  of  Love, 

To  Father,  Spirit,  Son; 
All  praise  to  Him,  the  One  in  Three, 
The  Three  in  One.    Amen. 

Rev.   G.  Thring. 

26 

Wordsworth.  7.6.D. 

O  DAY  of  rest  and  gladness, 

O  day  of  joy  and  light, 
O  balm  of  care  and  sadness, 

Most  beautiful,  most  bright; 
On  thee  the  high  and  lowly, 

Before  the  eternal  throne, 
Sing    Holy,    Holy,    Holy, 

To  the  great  Three  in  One. 

In  fables  of  creation 

Light  had  on  thee  its  birth; 
On  thee,   with   acclamation 

Christ  rose  from  depths  of  earth; 
On  thee  with  might  victorious 

The  Spirit  came  from  heaven; 
And  thus  on  thee  most  glorious 

A  triple  light  was  given. 

Thou  art  a  cooling  fountain 

In  life's  dry  dreary  sand; 
From  thee,  like  Pisgah's  mountain, 

We  view  our  promised  land; 
A  day  of  sweet  refection, 

A  day  of  holy  love, 
A  day  of  resurrection 

From  earth  to  things  above. 


40  SUNDAY 

To-day  on  weary  nations 

The   heavenly  manna   falls, 
To  holy  convocations 

The  silver  trumpet  calls, 
The  Sacrament  is  glowing 

With  pure   and  radiant  beams, 
And  living  water  flowing 

With  soiil-ref resting  streams. 

New  courage  ever  gaining 

From  this  our  day  of  rest. 
We  reach  the  Rest  remaining 

To  spirits  of  the  blest; 
To  Holy  Ghost  be  praises, 

To  Father,  and  to   Son; 
The   Church  her  voice  upraises 

To  Thee,  Blest  Three  in  One.     Amen. 

?Bp.    C.    Wordsworth 

27 

O  Quanta   Qnalia.  10s. 

O  WHAT  the  joy  and  the  glory  must  be. 
Those  endless  Sabbaths  the  blessed  ones  see  ! 
Crown  for  the   valiant,  to  weary  ones  rest; 
God  shall  be  All  and  in  all  ever  blest. 

What  are  the  Monarch,  His  court,  and  His  throne? 
What  are  the  peace  and  the  joy  that  they  own? 
O  that  the  blest  ones,  who  in  it  have  share, 
All  that   they  feel  could   as   fully   declare  ! 

Truly  Jerusalem  name  we  that  shore, 

Vision   of  peace,  that  brings  joy  evermore; 

Wish  and  fulfilment  can  severed  be  ne'er. 

Nor  the  thing  prayed  for  come  short  of  the  prayer. 


ADVENT  41 


There,  where  no  troubles  distraction  can  bring, 
We  the  sweet  anthems  of  Zion  shall  sing. 
While  for  Thy  grace,  Lord,   their  voices   of  praise 
Thy  blessed  people  eternally  raise. 

There  dawns  no  Sabbath,  no  Sabbath  is  o'er. 
Those   Sabbath-keepers  have   one   evermore; 
One  and  unending  is  that  triumph-song 
Which  to  the  Angels  and  us  doth  belong. 

Now  in  the  meanwhile,  with  hearts  raised  on  high, 

We  for  that  vision  with  fervour  must  try, 

Seeking  Jerusalem,  dear  native  land. 

Though  we  be  exiled  on  Babylon's   strand. 

Low  before  Him  with  our  praises  we  fall. 
Of  Whom,  and  in  Whom,  and  through  Whom  are  all; 
Of  Whom,   the  Father;    and  in  Whom,   the  Son; 
Through  Whom,  the  Spirit  with  Them  ever  One.    Amen. 

tPeter    Abelard    (A.D.    1079),    tr.    by    Dr.    J.    M.    Neale. 


ADVENT 


28 

Ellacombc.  Irregular. 

BEHOLD  the  Bridegroom  cometh 

In  the  middle  of  the  night, 
And  blest  is  he  whose  loins  are  girt, 

Whose  lamp  is  burning  bright; 
Alas!    for  that   dull  servant 

Whom  the  Master  shall  surprise 
With  lamp  untrimmed,  unburning. 

And  with   slumber  in  his   eyes. 


42  ADVENT 


Do  thovL,  O  man,  Ijeware,  "beware, 

Lest  thou  in  sleep  sink  down 
Lest  thou  he  given  o'er  to  sloth, 

And  lose  the  golden  crown; 
But  see  that  thou  he  soher, 

With  a  watchful  eye,   and  thus 
Cry— "Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord, 

Pour  out  Thy  Love  on  us." 

That  day,  the  day  of  joy,  shall  come; 

O  man,  slack  not  thy  toil. 
But  light  thy  lamp,  and  feed  it  well. 

And  make  it  bright  with  oil. 
Who  knowest  not  how  soon  may  sound 

The  cry  at  eventide, 
"Behold,  the  Bridegroom  comes!    Arise! 

Go  forth  to  meet  the  bride  ! ' ' 

Beware,  O  man;  beware,  beware, 

Lest  thou  in  slumber  lie, 
And,  like  the  five,  remain  without, 

And  knock,   and  vainly  cry; 
But  watch,  and  bear  thy  lamp  undimmed. 

And  Christ  shall  gird  thee  on 
His  own  bright  wedding-robe  of  light, 

The  glory  of  the  sun.     Amen. 

JAncient    Greek    Office    Hymn,    tr.   by    Rer.    G.   Moultrie. 

29 

Nirnea.  Irregular. 

COME.  O  come,  Thou  Splendour  !  come,  Lord  of  Glory; 

All  the  world  is  waiting  and  crieth  out  for  Thee, 
All  the  holy  Angels  tell  the  wondrous  story, 

Christ  Cometh  down  to  earth  to   set  us  free. 


ADVENT  43 


Come  Thou,  come  triumphant,  Lord  of  Bliss  and  Beauty; 

O  Thou  Lord  of  Wisdom,  pour  out  on  us  Thy  Light, 
Come  Thou  to  Thy  people,  show  the  path  of  duty 

That  leads  to  Thee,  Thou  Lord  of  Power  and  Might. 

Come  again  and  hless  us,  Lord  of  Light  supernal, 
Guide  our  faltering  footsteps  along  the  narrow  way, 

That  we  all  may  find  Thee,  Majesty  Eternal, 
See  Thee,  and  know  Thee,  and  ever  with  Thee  stay. 

Come,  Desire  of  nations  !  let  us  sing  Thy  story, 

Wide  proclaim  the  joyful  news  to  all  heneath  the  sun; 

Unto  God  the  Father  he  all  praise  and  glory; 

To  the  Son  and  Spirit  be  equal  honour  done.    Amen. 

M.  Bright. 

30 

Tyrolese   Evening   Hymn.  63. D. 

COME,  Lord  of  power  and  might, 

Make  Thou  us  brave  and  strong, 
That  in  Thy  cause  we  fight 

Injustice,  hate  or  wrong; 
Thy  banner  we  uphold, 

Thy  flag  we  keep  unfurled 
With  fearless  mien  and  bold 

Amidst  a  careless  world. 

Come,  Lord,  come  ! 

Come,  Lord  of  wondrous  Love, 

For  sorely  now  we  need 
Thine  influence   from  above 

To  save  from  self  and  greed, 


44  ADVF.NT 


To  strengthen  feeble  wills 

With  indecision   fraught, 
To  kill  the  lust  that  kills 

All  higher,  nobler  thought. 

Come,  Lord,  come  ! 

Come,  Lord  of  truth  and  life. 

Read  Thou  us  through  and  through; 
Around  is  falsehood  rife, 

O  let  our  lives  be  true, 
From  all  deception  clear, 

From  all  that's  low  or  mean, 
Free  from  pretence  and  fear, 

Pure,  limpid  and  serene. 

Come,  Lord,  come  ! 

Come,  Lord  of  living  light; 

O  grant  us  wisdom  true 
That  we  discern  the  right 

And  evil  paths  eschew, 
That  we  in  turn  may  shed 

Thy  light  on  all  around. 
That  men  may  safely  tread 

Amid  the  dark   profound. 

Come,  Lord,  come  ! 

Come,  Lord  of  heavenly  peace; 

The  world  is  full  of  woe; 
Make  Thou  all  hatreds  cease 

That  love  may  freely  flow, 
That  men  may  understand 

And  learn  to  do  Thy  will 
As  brothers  hand  in  hand 

On  that  Thy  holy  hill. 

Come,  Lord,  come  ! 


ADVENT  45 


Come,  Lord  of  splendour  rare, 

And  grant  us  of  Thy  grace 
To  see  the  vision  fair 

Of   Thy   most  holy  Face, 
That  to  the  Father,  Son, 

And  to  the  Holy  Dove 
All  praise  by  us  he  done, 

As  by  the  hosts  above. 

Come,  Lord,  come  ! 

C.W.L. 

31 

Cruger,  7.6.D. 

HAIL  to  the  Lord's  Anointed, 

Hail  to  His  victory  won  ! 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed. 

His  reign  on  earth  begun  ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free, 
To   take   away  transgression. 

And  rule  in  equity. 

He  comes  with  succour  speedy 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing. 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
That  on  His  strength  relying 

They  put  their  foes  to  flight. 

He  shall  come  down  like  showers 

Upon   the   fruitful   earth, 
And  joy  and  hope,  like  flowers, 
Spring  in  His  path  to  birth; 


46  ADVENT 


Before  Him  on  the  mountains 
Shall  peace,   the  herald,  go  ; 

From  hill  to   vale  the   fountains 
Of  righteousness   o'erflow. 

Kings  shall  "bow  down  before  Him, 

And  gold  and  incense  bring; 
All  nations  shall  adore  Him, 

His  praise  all  people  sing; 
To  Him  shall  prayer  unceasing 

And  daily   vows   ascend; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without   end. 

O'er  every  foe  victorious, 

He  on  His   Throne   shall  rest; 
From  age  to  age  more  glorious, 

All-blessing  and  all-blest. 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove; 
His  Name  shall  stand  for  ever. 

His  changeless  Name  of  love. 

To  Grod  our  Heavenly  Father, 

To  God.  His.  Blessed  Son, 
To  God.  the  Holy  Spirit. 

Be  praise    and  honour   done. 
From  all  His  grateful  people. 

From  choirs  of  Saints  above. 
From  Angel-hosts  for   ever, 

Be  glory,  praise,  and  love.     Amen. 


tRev.  J.  Montgomery. 


ADVENT  47 


32 

Merton.  8.7.8.7. 

HARK,  a  thrilling  voice  is  sounding: 
"Christ  is  nigh"  it  seems  to  say, 

"Cast  away  the  dreams  of  darkness, 
O  ye  children  of  the  day. ' ' 

Wakened  by  the  solemn  warning, 
Let  the  earth-bound  soul  arise; 

Christ  our  Sun,  all  ill  dispelling. 
Shines  upon  the  morning  skies. 

Lo!  the  King  so  long  expected 
Comes  in  wisdom,  strength  and  love; 

Let  us  all  with  hearts  rejoicing 
Greet  the  Master  from  above. 

Let  us  bless  Him,  worship,  praise  Him, 

Captain  of  the  souls  of  men. 
Ruler  of  the  hosts  of  Angels, 

Christ  appears  on  earth  again. 

Yea,  Amen,  let  all  adore  Thee 
High  on  Thine  eternal  throne; 

Master,  Thine  the  power  and  glory. 
Thou  dost  reign,  and  Thou  alone. 

Honour,  glory,  might  and  blessing 

To  the  Father  and  the   Son, 
With  the  everlasting  Spirit, 

While  eternal  ages  run.    Amen. 

tFifth    Century   Hymn,    tr.    by    Rev.    E.    Caswall. 


48  ADVENT 


33 

Sonus    laetus.  CM. 

HARK  the  glad  sound,  our  Leader  comes. 

The  Teacher  promised  long; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 

And  every  voice  a  song. 

He  comes  the  prisoners  to  release 

In  error's  bondage  held; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  Him  burst, 

The  iron  fetters  yield. 

He  comes  the  broken  hearts  to  mend, 

The  weary  soul  to  bless, 
And  by  the  sunlight  of  His  love 

To  foster  holiness. 

Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy   welcome    shall  proclaim. 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 

With  Thy    beloved   Name. 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

The  God  Whom  we  adore. 
Be   glory,   as  it  was.  is  now. 

And  shall  be  evermore.    Amen. 

+  Dr.   p.   Doddridge. 

34 

Happy    Land    or    Vigil.  6.4.6.4.6  7  6.4. 

HARK  !    'tis  the  watchman's  cry, 

Wake,  brethren,  wake  ! 
Our  Lord  Himself  is  nigh; 

Wake,   brethren,  wake  ! 


ADVENT  49 


Sleep  is  for  sons  of  night; 
Ye  are   children  of   the  light; 
Yours  is  the   glory  bright; 
Wake,  brethren,  wake  ! 

Call  to  each  wakening  band, 

Watch,  brethren,  watch  ! 
Clear  is  our  Lord's  command, 

Watch,   brethren,  watch  ! 
Be  ye  as  men  that  wait 
Always  at  their  Master's  gate. 
E'en  though  He  tarry  late; 
Watch,  brethren,  watch  ! 

Heed  we  the  steward's  call. 

Work,  brethren,   work  ! 
There's  room  enough  for  all 

Work,   brethren,  work  ! 
This  vineyard   of  the  Lord 
Constant  labour  will   afford; 
He  will  your  work  reward; 

Work,  brethren,  work  ! 

Sound  now  the  final  chord. 

Praise,  brethren,  praise  ! 
Thrice   holy  is   the  Lord, 

Praise,  brethren,  praise  ! 
What  more   to   us  belongs, 
Who  will  join  the  Angels'   songs. 
Whilst   heaven  the  note  prolongs? 
Praise,  brethren,  praise  !     Amen. 


tAnon. 


50  ADVENT 


35 

Light.  7  7  8.4. 

LIGHT,  that  from  the  dark  ahyss 
Madest  all  things,  none  amiss, 
To  share  Thy  beauty,  share  Thy  bliss, 
Come  to  us;   come. 

Light,  that  dost  o'er  all  things  reign, 
Light,  that  dost  all  life  maintain; 
O  Light,  that  dost  create  again, 
Come  to  us;   come. 

Light,  that  makest  manifest, 
Beautifiest,  hallowest, 
Light  in  Thy  joyous  strength  at  rest, 
Come  to  us;  come. 

Leave  us  not  to  say  we  see. 
While  we  shut  our  eyes  to  Thee, 
Who  knockest   very  patiently: 
Enter,  and  come. 

All  our  good  is  Thine  alone; 
All  our  evil  is  our  own; 
O  drive  it  from  before  Thy  Throne — 
Come  to  us;  come. 

Works  of  darkness  put  away; 
With  Thy  harness  us  array 
To  walk  in  light  and  wait  for  day. 
And   Thee  to  come. 

We  have  done  great  wrong  to  Thee, 
Yet  we  do  belong  to   Thee; 
O   make  our  life  one  song  to  Thee, 
Come  to  us;   come. 


ADVEISIT  51 


Come  in  all  the  majesty 
Of  Thy  great  humility; 
Come,  the  whole  world  cries  out  to  Thee, 
Come  to  us;  come.     Amen. 

Rev.  E.    B.    Birks. 

36 

Fleury.  7.6.T. 

LORD  of  the  little  children, 

Lord  of  the  hond  and  the  free, 
Are  we  not  waiting  and  watching, 

Looking  and  longing  for  Thee? 
Lo  !  we  have  heard  Thy  heralds 

Spreading  the  tidings  round, 
Not  with  the  crowd  in  the  market, 

Not  with  the  tnmipet's  sound. 
But  in  all  quietness  working, 

Sowing  the  hlessSd  seed 
In  the  hearts  of  those  who  are  ready 

By  thought  and  word  and  deed. 

Showing  the  signs  and  the  portents, 

Telling  of  things  that  are 
Just  as  they  were  aforetime 

When  last  men  saw  Thy  Star. 
Lord  of  the  little  children, 

Lord  of  the  hond  and  the  free, 
Are  we  not  waiting  and   watching, 

Looking  and   longing  for  Thee? 
O  Christ,  we  yearn  for  Thy  Coming; 

To  Thee  we  lowly  how 
With  Father  and  with   Spirit; 

Return  to  us  e'en  now  !     Amen. 

Barbara    S.    Tiddemaus. 


52  AmT]NT 


37 

Adeste   Fidoles.  Irregular. 

MASTER  and  Lord,  the  world  doth  sorely  need  Thee, 
'Tis  only  Thou  canst  cure  its  sad  disease; 

Send  forth  Thy  word,  for  men  will  surely  heed  Thee; 

O  hasten  Thou  Thy  conung,  O  hasten  Thou  Thy  coming. 
O  hasten  Thou  Thy  coming  and  hring  release. 

Send  forth  Thy  Wisdom,  let  Thy  power  and  glory 
Through  all  the  hearts  of  men  so  fully  flow 

That  all  the  world  shall  hear  the  wondrous  story. 
And  know  that  Thou  art  coming,  and  know  that  Thou  art 

coming, 
And  know  that  Thou  art  coming  to  earth  "below. 

Send  forth  Thy  Strength,  till  men  of  every  nation 
Know  that  Thy  mighty  Love  can  never  cease 

rill  all  mankind  shall  seek  their  true  salvation, 
And  know  that  Thou  art  coming,  and  know  that  Thou  art 

coming, 
And  know  that  Thou  art  coming  to  "bring  us  peace. 

Send  forth  Thy  Beauty,  fill  the  world  with  splendour, 
Fill  all  the  hearts  of  men  with  joy  and  mirth. 

Till  all  the  world  shall  hail  Thee,  our  Defender, 
And  know  that  Thou  art  coming,  and  know  that  Thou  art 

coming. 
And  know  that  Thou  art- coming  to  all  the  earth. 

Now  to  the   Father.    Son   and   Holy   Spirit 

Be  glory,  as  it  was  and  shall  be  still; 
Praise  to  our  Lord  for  His  transcendent  merit; 

We  pray  Him  haste  His  coming,  we  pray  Him  haste  His 
coming. 

We  pray  Him  haste  His  coming,  if  that  toe  His  will.    Amen. 

M.   Bright. 


ADVENT  53 


38 

O    Quanta    Qiuilia   or  Prajceptor.  11.10.11.10. 

MASTER  of  Masters,  majestic  and  mighty, 
Star  of  the  East,  in  our  darkness  give  light; 

Over  the  earth  shed  Thy  wonderful  glory, 
Till  all  are  wakened,  and  gone  the  dark  night. 

Come  in  Thy  splendour,  appear  in  Thy  "beauty, 
Come  in  Thy  stateliness,  Master  and  Lord, 

Touch  all  our  hearts,  make  us  feel  Thy  compassion. 
Love  Thee  and  praise  Thee  in  joyful  accord. 

Teach  us  and  lead  us,  O  radiant  Master, 
Thou  who  art  heautiful,  holy,  and  true. 

Fill  all  our  lives  with  the  strength  that  Thou  givest, 
Life  from  the  fountain  Thy  love  doth  renew. 

Father,  the  Ruler  of  land  and  of  ocean; 

Son,  Who  descended  that  man  might  he  free; 
Spirit,  Who  givest  the  gift  of  devotion; 

Triune  Divinity,  glory  to  Thee.    Amen. 

M.    Bright. 

39 

Vpni,   voni    Emmaniiel.*  8s    (six   linos). 

O  COME,  O  come,  Emmanuel, 
And  help  Thy  servant  Israel 

*The  dotted  semibreve  at  the  end  of  the  fifth  line  should  be 
changed  to  a  minim,  so  that  no  pause  is  made  there.  This  was  the 
ancient  form  of  the  tune,  and  it  will  be  found  so  printed  in  the 
early  editions  of  Hymns   Ancient  and  Modern. 


54  ADVENT 


Who  waits  in  eager  longing  liere 
Until  tlie  Son  of  God  appear. 

Rejoice  !     Rejoice  !    Emmanuel 

Shall  come  to  thee,  0  Israel. 

O  come,  Eternal  Wisdom,  free 
Thine  own  from  error's  tsrranny, 
From  superstition's  deadly  thrall — 
From  selfishness,  Lord,  most  of  all. 

Rejoice  !     Rejoice  !  Emmanuel 

Shall  come  to  thee.  O  Israel. 

O  come.  Thou  Day-spring,  come  and  cheer 
Our  spirits  hy  Thine  Advent  here; 
Disperse  the  gloomy  clouds  of  night, 
And  evil's  shadows  put  to  flight. 

Rejoice !      Rejoice  !     Emmanuel 

Shall  come  to  thee,  O  Israel. 

O  come,  Thou  Key  of  David,  come 
And  open  wide  our  heavenly  home; 
Make  plain  the  way  that  leads  on  high. 
Through  honour,  truth  and  liberty. 

Rejoice  !     Rejoice  !     Emmanuel 

Shall  come  to  thee,  O  Israel. 

O  come.  O  come.  Thou  Lord  of  Love. 

Sweet  Name,  all  other  names  above; 

O  Love,  we  give  ourselves  to  Thee, 

Thine  only,  ever  Thine,  to  be. 

Rejoice  !     Rejoice  !     Emmanuel 
Shall  come  to  thee.  O  Israel.    Amen. 

JAncient    Antiphons,    tr.  by   Dr.    J.   M.    Neale   and  others. 


ADVENT  55 


40 

Stella    or    Veni    Cito.  8.8.8.8.8  8. 

O  QUICKLY  come,  dear  Lord  of  all; 

Thy  teaching  spread  from  sea  to  sea; 
All  shadows  from  the  truth  will  fall, 

And  falsehood  die,  at  sight  of  Thee, 
O  quickly  come;  for  doubt  and  fear, 
Like  clouds  dissolve  when  Thou  art  near. 

O  quickly  come,  great  King  of  all; 

Reign  all  around  us,  and  within; 
Let  sin  no  more  our  souls  enthral, 

Let  pain  and  sorrow  die  with  sin; 
O  quickly  come,  for  Thou  alone 
Canst  make  Thy  scattered  people  one. 

O  quickly  come,  true  Life  of  all; 

For  death  is  mighty  all  around; 
On  every  home  his  shadows  fall, 

On  every  heart  his  mark  is  found. 
O  quickly  come,  for  grief  and  pain 
Can  never  cloud  Thy  glorious  reign. 

O  quickly  come^  sure  Light  of  all. 
For  gloomy  night  broods  o'er  our  way, 

And  weakly  souls  begin  to  fall 
With  weary  watching  for  the  day. 

O  quickly  come,  for  round  Thy  throne 

No  eye  is  blind,  no  night  is  known.    Amen. 

tRev.    L.    Tuttiett. 


56  ADVENT 


41 

Lewes    or    Helmsley.  8.7.8.7.8.7 

ONCE  the  great  Desire  of  Nations, 
Light  of  Light  'mid  earthly  gloom, 

Came  with  tender  consolations, 
Came  to  save  from  death  and  doom. 

But  for  welcome — "bitter  welcome — 
All  they  gave  Him  was  a  tomb. 

Vainly  would  that  tomh  enfold  Him; 

Chains  of  darkness  see  Him  rend. 
Lift  your  spirits'   gaze;   hehold  Him 

(Master.  Lover.  King,  and  Friend), 
Ever  waiting,  ever  with  us. 

All  the  days  until  the  end. 

Now  His  watchers  fast  are  waking; 

Far  and  wide  their  voices  sound; 
Pales  the  sky;  the  Dawn  is  breaking: 

Watch-fires   gleam   the  world   around. 
Through  the  darkness,  till  their  star-light 

In  His  Sunshine's  blaze  be  drowned. 

Come  in  Power;  Thy  world  is  calling. 

Come  in  Love;  Thy  children's  pain. 
Restless  sighs,  and  sad  tears  falling 

Call — and  shall  not  call  in  vain. 
Come.  O  Master,  come  and  save  us, 

Come  once  more,  and  come  to  reign.    Amen. 

tRev.   C.   W.   Scott-Moncrieff. 


ADVENT  57 


42 

The   Battle   Hymn.  P.M. 

OUR  eyes  will  see  the  coming  of  the  glory  of  the  Lord; 
He  will  raise  on  high  His  standard  in  the    Name   "by    all. 

adored, 
He  w^ill  wave  us  on  to  victory  with  His  splendid  flaming 

sword; 

Our  Christ  is  marching  on. 

Hail,  Thou  Hope  of  every  nation  ! 
Filled  with  fervent  adoration 
Thee  we  greet  with  jubilation; 

Come,  Lord,  and  lead  us  on  ! 

He  is  sounding    forth    the   trumpet    that    shall   never    call 

retreat, 
He  is  rallying  an  army  that  can  never  know  defeat;, 
O  man,  be  swift  to  answer  Him  !   spring  up  your  Lord  to 
greet, 

For  Christ  is  marching  on. 

Hail,  etc. 

He  comes  to  rescue  thousands  from  their  error  and    their 

sin, 
He  comes  to  bring  them  happiness  and  perfect  peace  within, 
That  they  through  love  of  God  and  man  eternal  life  may 
win; 

Our  Christ  is  marching  on. 

Hail,   etc. 

He  comes  to  preach  the  gospel  now  so  little  understood. 
He  comes  to  lay  foundations  sure  of  love  and  brotherhood; 
To  fortify  the  wavering  souls  who  doubt  that  God  is  good. 
Our  Christ  is  marching  on. 

Hail,  etc. 


58  ADVENT 


In  the  beauty  of  the  lilies  Christ  was  bom  across  the  sea^ 
With  a  glory  in  His  bosom  that  transfigures  you  and  me; 
As  He  lives  to  make  men  holy,  let  us  live  to  make  them  free 
While  Christ  is  marching  on. 

Hail,  etc. 
He  comes  to  spread  the  glory  of  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  also  of  the  Holy  Ghost,  Who  with  Them  Both  is  One, 
That  homage  due  and  worship  to  the  Trinity  be  done, 
Our  Christ   comes  marching  on. 

Hail,  etc. 

t Julia  Ward  Howe    (vv.   3,   4,    6   added). 
Tricliinopoly.  43  7.6.D. 

REJOICE,  all  ye  who  love  Him, 

And  let  your  lights   appear; 
The  evening  is  advancing. 

And  darker  night  is  near; 
The  Bridegroom  is  arising. 

And  soon  He  draweth  nigh: 
Watch  ye,  and  do  not  slumber; 

At  midnight   comes  the    cry. 

See  that  your  lamps  are  burning, 

Replenish  them  with  oil, 
And  wait  for  His  appearance. 

And  gladly  for  Him  toil. 
The  watchers  on  the  moimtain 

Proclaim   the   Bridegroom   near; 
Go.  meet  Him  as  He  cometh. 

With  alleluias  clear. 

Ye  wise  and  holy  virgins. 

Now  raise  your  voices  higher, 
Until  in   songs   triumphant 

They  meet  the  Angel  choir; 


ADVENT 


The  marriage-feast  is  waiting, 

The  gates  wide  open  stand; 
Up  !  up  !  ye  heirs  of  glory, 

The  Bridegroom  is  at  hand  ! 

The  Saints,  who  here  in  patience 

Their  cross  and  sufferings  bore, 
Shall  live  and  reign  for  ever. 

When  sorrow  is  no  more. 
Around  the  throne  of  glory. 

Their  Lord  they  shall  behold, 
In  triumph  cast  before  Him 

Their  diadems  of  gold. 

Our  Hope  and  Expectation, 

O  Master  !  now  appear; 
Arise,  thou  Sun,  so  longed  for 

O'er  this  benighted  sphere  ! 
With  hearts  and  hands  uplifted, 

We  wait,  O  Lord,  to  see 
The  day  of  earth's  rejoicing 

That  brings  us  unto  Thee.    Amen. 

JLaurentius    Laurenti,  (A.D,  1660),  tr.    by    Sarah   Findlater. 


44 

PilgrimB.  11.10.11.10.9  12. 

SLEEPERS,  awaken  !  see,  the  Day-Star  rises  ! 

Darkness  and  error  soon  will  pass  away; 
Light    scatters   darkness,    knowledge    conquers    error; 
Love  will  be  victor  in  the  Coming  Day. 
O  Love  incarnate  !      O  Love  divine, 
Grant  us  to  know  Thy  Face,  and  see  Thy  glories  shine. 


60  ADVENT 


Far  in  the  East  the  shafts  of  life  are  centred, 

Soft  pearly  dawn  has  touched  the  hill-tops  grey; 
Those  who  are  waiting  soon  will  see  the  Sun  rise, 
Strong  in  the  glory  of  the  Coming  Day. 
O  Christ  our  Master  !     O  Christ  our  King  ! 
Grant  us  to  share  the  work  that  Coming  Day  shall  bring. 

At  the  Creation    Angel  hosts  assembled, 

Each  in  his  order  came  the  grand  array; 
Singing  for  gladness,  sons  of  God  were  joyful, 
Knowing  the  beauty  of  the  Coming  Day. 
O  glorious  dawning,  shining  afar  ! 
Christ,  draw  Thou  near  us,  our  Bright  and  Morning  Star. 

Christ  in  His  Kingdom  gathers  all  the  faithful, 

Those  who  will  love  Him,  honour,  and  obey; 
Then  will  His  servants  true,  and  tried,  and  trusted, 
Live  in  His  presence  through  the  Coming  Day. 
Sing  with  His  Angels,  heaven's  mighty  Host, 
Glory  to  Father,  Son,  and  to  the  Holy  Ghost.    Amen. 

E.    L.    Foyster. 

45 

Adyar.  P.M. 

THOU  art  coming,  holy  Master, 

Thou  art  coming,  mighty  King, 
In  Thy  beauty  all-resplendent. 
In  Thy  glory  all-transcendent, 

Well  may  we  rejoice  and  sing. 
Coming  !   in  the  opening  east 

Herald  brightness  slowly  swells; 
Coming  !     O  my  glorious  Priest, 

Hear  we  not  Thy  golden  bells? 


ADVENT  61 

Tiiou  art  coming,  Thou  art  coming; 

We  shall  meet  Thee  on  Thy  way, 
We  shall  see  Thee,  we  shall  know  Thee, 
We  shall  bless  Thee,  we  shall  show  Thee 

All  our  hearts  could  never  say. 
What  an  anthem  that  will  he 

Ringing  out  our  love  to  Thee, 
Pouring  out  our  rapture  sweet 

At  Thine  own  all-glorious  Feet. 

Thou  art  coming;   at  Thy  Table 

We  are  witnesses  for  this; 
While  remembering  hearts  Thou  meetest 
In  communion  clearest,  sweetest, 

Earnest  of  our  coming  bliss, 
Showing  not  Thy  death  alone, 

And  Thy  love  exceeding  great, 
But  Thy  coming,  and  Thy  Throne, 

All  for  which  we  long  and  wait. 

Thou  art  coming;  we  are  waiting 

With  a  hope  that  cannot  fail. 
Asking  not  the  day  or  hour. 
Resting  on  Thy  word  of  power. 

Anchored  safe  within  the  veil. 
Time  appointed  may  be  long, 

But  the  vision  must  be  sure; 
Certainty  shall  make  us  strong. 

Joyful  patience   can   endure. 

O  the  joy  to  see  Thee  reigning, 

Thee,  our  own  beloved  Lord  ! 
Every  tongue  Thy  Name  confessing, 
Worship,  honour,  glory,  blessing, 

Brought  to  Thee  with  one  accord; 


62  ADVENT 


Thee,   our  Master  and  our  Friend, 

Vindicated  and  enthroned, 
Unto   earth's   remotest   end, 

Glorified,  adored  and  owned  !     Amen. 

tFrances    R.    Havergal. 
By  permission  of  James  Nisbet  &  Co.,  Ltd. 

46 

Melita  or   St.    Chrysostom.  8  8.8  8.8  8. 

THROUGH  midnight  gloom  from  Macedon 
The  cry  of  myriads  as  of  one, 
The  voiceful  silence  of  despair, 
Is  eloquent  in  earnest  prayer. 
The  soul's  exceeding  bitter  cry, 
"Come  o'er  and  help  us,  or  we  die." 

How  mournfully  it  echoes  on  ! 
For  half  the  earth  is  Macedon; 
These  brethren  to  their  "brethren  call, 
And  by  the  Love  which  loved  them  all, 
And  by  the  whole  world's  Life  they  cry, 
"  O  ye  that  live,  behold  we  die  ! ' ' 

By  other  sounds  the  world  is  won 
Than  that  which  wails  from  Macedon; 
The  roar  of  gain  is  round  it  rolled. 
Or  men  unto  themselves  are  sold, 
And  cannot  list  the  alien  cry, 
"O  hear  and  "help  us,  lest  we  die  !" 

Yet  with  that  cry  from  Macedon 
The  very  car  of  Christ  rolls  on; 
"I  come;  who  would  abide  My  day 
In  yonder  wilds  prepare  My  way; 
My  voice  is  crying  in  their  cry; 
Help  ye  the  dying,  lest  ye  die. ' ' 


ADVENT  63 


O  Christ,  for  men  of  Man  the  Son, 
Yea,  Thine  the  cry  from  Macedon; 
O  hy  the  kingdom  and  the  power 
And  glory  of  Thine  Advent  hour, 
Wake  heart  and  will  to  hear  their  cry; 
Help  us  to  help  them,  lest  we  die  !    Amen. 

Rev.    S.  J.   iStone. 

47 

Nearer  Home  or  Chalvey.  D.S.M. 

WE  pray  Thee  come,  great  Lord, 

Herald  of  bliss   and  peace, 
Andi  spread  the  glow  of  love  abroad, 
Till  all   our   strife   shall   cease. 

Come  Thou  and  bless  our  land, 

Our  land   of  liberty; 
Draw  all  men  Into  one  great  band. 
Till  all  the  world  is  free. 

Deliverer,  come  Thou  soon, 

Descend,  high  Lord  of  Love, 
And  bring  to  earth  a  glorious  noon, 
Spreading  Thy  hands  above 

In  blessing  o'er  our  land. 

Our  land   of  liberty; 
Draw  nigh,  great  Captain,  and  command 
That  all  the  world  be  free. 
Come  down  to  earth  again, 

Bringer   of  joy  and  light. 
That  all  may  know  Thy  glorious  reign, 
And  in  Thy  Church  unite. 

Come  Thou,  and  bless  our  land, 

Our  land  of  liberty, 
Pour  forth  Thy  Love  on  every  hand 
Till  all  the  world  is  free.    Amen, 

M.    Bright. 


64  ADVENT 


48 

Winchester    Xew.  LM. 

WELLNIGH  two  thousand  years  have  passed 
Since  John  the  Baptist's  trumpet  blast 
Rang  out  on  Jordan's  hanks  to  tell 
The  coming  of   Emmanuel. 

Now  once  again  the  clarion  swells, 
Triumphant  ring  the  golden  hells; 
Full  soon,   O  Sun  of  Righteousness, 
Thou  drawest  nigh  the  world  to  bless. 

Then  cleansed  be  every  breast  from  sin; 
Make  straight  the  way  for  God  within; 
Prepare  we  in  our  hearts  a  home 
Where  such  a  mighty  Guest  may  come. 

For  Thou  art  all  our  hope,  O  Lord, 
Our  Refuge  and  our  great  Reward; 
Shine  forth   and  let   Thy  light  restore 
Earth's  own  true  loveliness  once  more. 

All  praise,  Eternal  Son,  to  Thee 
Whose  Advent  doth  Thy  people  free, 
Whom  with  the  Father  we  adore 
And  Holy  Ghost  for  evermore.     Amen. 

Based  on   Rev.  J.   Chandler. 

49 

St.    Anne.  CM. 

YE  servants  of  the  Lord,  draw  nigh. 

And  heed  the  Master's  word; 
For  from  the  hosts  above  the  sky 

A  triumph-song  is  heard. 


ADVENT  65 


The  Master  comes  to  earth  again, 

Sing  ye  with  one  accord, 
And  raise  on  high  a  joyous  strain. 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord. 

He  cometh  forth  in  Majesty, 
To  tread  the  roads  of  earth; 

Then  sing,  rejoice  ye,  hond  and  free, 
Proclaim  our  Master's  birth. 

The  Angel-hosts  around  His  throne 

Sing  ever  day  and  night 
Hail  to  the  Christ,  most  Holy  One, 

Who  comes  in  power  and  might. 

He  cometh  as  before  He  came; 

Now  is  His  promised  Word 
Fulfilled  for  us;  then  praise  His  Name 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord. 

To  God  the  Father  glory  be, 

And  His  triumphant  Son; 
All  glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee, 

Who  with  Them  Both  art  One.    Amen. 


M.    Bright. 


Other   hymns    also   suitable  for  Advent  are: 

272.  Bells    of  Christ,'  peal   forth    His    glory. 

805.  God   the   Father,    God   the    Son. 

314.  Hail.    Holy    World-Teacher. 

360.  O    backward-looking    son    of    time. 

395.  Our   Master  has   called   us    to    work. 

459.  Through    the    night    of    doubt    and    sorrow. 

474.  We've   a   story    to    tell   to    the    nations. 

503.  Come    sing  the    sweet  song  of   th«   agfli. 


66  CHRISTMAS  EVE 


CHRISTMAS  EVE 


50 

The     Manger    Throne.  8.6.8.8.8.6. 

LIKE  silver  lamps  in  a  distant  shrine, 

The  stars  are  sparkling  bright; 
The  bells  of  the  city  of  God  ring  out, 

For  the  Son  of  Mary  was  bom  to-night; 
The  gloom  is  past,  and  the  morn  at  last 

Is  coming  with  orient  light. 

Never  fell  melodies  half  so  sweet 
As  those  which  are  filling  the  skies; 

Ajid  never  a  palace  shone  half  so  fair 
As  the  manger  bed  where  our  Master  lies: 

No  night  in  the  year  is  half  so  dear 
As  this  which  has  ended  our  sighs. 

Now  a  new  Power  has  come  on  the  earth. 

A  match  for  the  armies  of  hell: 
A  Child  is  bom  who  shall  conquer  the  foe, 

And  all  the  spirits,  of  wickedness  quell; 
For  Mary's  Son  is  the  Mighty  One 

Whom  the  prophets  of  God  foretell. 

The  stars  of  heaven  still  shine  as  at  first 
They  gleamed  on  this  wonderful  night; 

The  bells  of  the  city  of  God  peal  out, 
And  the  Angels'  song  still  rings  in  the  height; 

And  love  still  turns  where  the  Godhead  bums, 
Hid  in  Flesh  from  fleshly  sight. 


CHEISTMAS  EVE  67 


Faith  sees  no  longer  the  stabie-fioor. 

The  pavement  of  sapphire  is  there; 
The  clear  light  of  Heaven  streams  out  to  the  world, 

And  Angels  of  God  are  crowding  the  air; 
And  Heaven  and  earth,  through  the  spotless  Birth, 

Are  at  peace  on  this  night  so  fair.    Amen. 

William   Chatterton   Dix. 

51 

Bethlehem   Ephratah.  8.6.8.6.7.6.8.6. 

O  LITTLE  town  of  Bethlehem, 

How  still  we  see  thee  lie  ! 
Above  thy  deep  and  dreamless  sleep 

The  silent  stars  go  by. 
Yet  in  thy  dark  streets  shineth 

The    everlasting    Light; 
The  hopes  and  fears  of  a*Q  the  years 

Are  met  in  thee  to-night. 

O  morning  stars,  together 

Proclaim  the  holy  birth, 
And  praises  sing  to  God  the  King, 

And  peace  to  men  on  earth; 
For  Christ  is.  bom  of  Mary; 

And,  gathered  all  above, 
While  mortals  sleep,  the  Angels  keep 

Their  watch  of  wondering  love. 

How  silently,  how  silently, 

The  wondrous  gift  appears  ! 
So  God  imparts  to  human  hearts 

His  blessings  through  the  years. 
No  ear  may  hear  His  coming; 

But  in  this  world  of  sin, 
Where  true  souls  will  receive  Him,  still 

The  dear  Christ  enters  in. 


68  THE  MIDNIGHT  EQCHAIUST 


Where  cliildren  pure  and  happy 

Pray   to   the   blessed   Child, 
Where  misery  cries  out  to  Thee, 

Sou  of  the  Mother  mild; 
Where  charity   stauds  watching 

And  faith  holds  wide  the  door, 
The  dark  night  wakes,  the  glory  breaks 

And  Christmas  comes  once  more.     Amen. 

tBp.  Phillips  Brooks. 


AT  THE  MIDNIGHT  EUCHAEIST 


52 

Ellacombe.  7.6.D. 

COME,  for  the  Manger  Cradle 

Has  changed  to  the  Altar-Throne, 
And  there  in  His  mystic  Presence 

The   Christ  awaits  His   own; 
Thousands  will  throng  around  Him 

In  the  early  morning  light, 
Only  a  few  may  meet  Him 

In  the  loneliness  of  night. 

Yet  the  sweetest  Christmas  Carol 

That  mortals  ever  heard, 
Thrilled  through  the  midnight  silence, 

Ere  the  sleeping  world  had  stirred; 
\Vhen  the  choirs  of  happy  Angels, 

Their  biurning  love  outpoured, 
And  earthly  gloom  gTew  golden 

In  the  Glory  of  the  Lord. 


CHEISTMAS  DAY 


O  Lord  of  lioly  Yuletide, 

Grant  us  that  burning  love 
That  we  may  share  our  Christmas 

With  Angels  from  above; 
That  we,  like  them,  may  worship 

Through  all  eternity 
The  Father,  Son  and  Spirit, 

One  God  in  Persons  Three.    Amen. 

G.W. 

By    permission    of    Messrs.    A.    R.    Mowbray. 


CHRISTMAS    DAY. 

AT     THE    EUCHARIST 

53 

Sicilian    Mariners   or    Taormina.  8.7.8.7. 

ALLELUIA  !     Babe  most  holy, 
On  Thy  Manger-throne  all  hatl  ! 

Alleluia  !      Child  of  Mary, 
Never  shall  our  worship  fail. 

Alleluia  !   choirs  of  Seraphs 

Sing  Thy  glory  in  the  night, 
To  the  watchful  shepherds  telling 

Of  the  Birthday  of  the  Light. 

Alleluia  !      Star  of  Morning, 

Shepherds  bend  Thy  throne  before; 

Alleluia  !  Eastern  Monarchs 
With  their  costliest  gifts  adore. 


CHRISTMAS   DAY 


Alleluia  !   still  unending 

Rings  the  Angel-note  on  high; 

From  our  shrines  in  praise  ascending 
Echoes  earth's  responsive  cry. 

Alleluia  !  shine  the  tapers, 
Gleams  the  holly's  burnished  spray; 

Alleluia  !  chant  the  Sanctus; 
Christ,  we  welcome  Thee  to-day  ! 

Low  in  adoration  falling. 

Hail,  sweet  Sacrament  Divine  ! 
Hail,  to  Thee  Thy  Church  is  calling, 

Thou  art  ours,  and  we  are  Thine  ! 

Glory  let  us  give  and  blessing 
To  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Ever,  too,  His  Love   confessing 
Who  from  Both  with  Both  is  One.    Amen. 

tRev.   H.   N.   Oxenham. 
From  th«  New  Office  Hymn  Book  by  permission  of  Mr.  W.  Knott. 

AT    THE    EUCHARIST 

54 

Lewes.  8.7.8.7.8.7. 

"NOW  to  God  on  High  be  glory. 
And  to  men  on  earth  be  peace  !  * ' 

'Tis  the  Eucharistic  anthem, 
Music  that  shall  never  cease, 

To  His  grateful  Church  proclaiming 
Josu's  advent,  men's  release. 


CHRISTMAS   DAY  71 

Christendom  at  all  her  Altars 

Once  again  the  tale  doth  tell 
Of  His  Birth,  Who  came  to  vanquish 

Sin  and  error,  death  and  hell, 
Virgin-born  and  manger-cradled, 

Jesus,  our  Emmanuel. 

See  the  shepherds,  heaven-greeted, 

Worship,  while  the  Angels  sing; 
See  the  Magi,  star-directed. 

Their  most  costly  treasures  bring; 
See  earth's  simple  ones   and  wise  ones, 

Bending  o'er  their  Baby-King. 

Happy  Mother,  ever  Virgin, 

Mary  clasps  Him  to  her  breast; 
All  succeeding  generations 

Speaking  of  her  call  her  blest; 
And  Saint  Joseph  joins  with  wonder 

In  the  homage  of  the  rest. 

Now,  dear  Lord,  Thy  Birthday  keeping. 

As  we  bend  before  the  Shrine, 
Find  Thee,  Ufe  and  health  bestowing. 

Veiled  beneath  the  Bread  and  Wine, 
Make  us  like  Thee,  child-like,  God-like. 

Keep,  O  keep  us  ever  Thine. 

Yet  again  to  God  be  glory. 

To  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  the  Spirit  comfort-giving 

Who  from  Both  with  Both  is  One; 
To  the  Trinity  undying 

Be  eternal  honour  done.     Amen. 

tAlfred  Gurney. 


CHRISTMAS   DAY 


55 

Trichinopoly.  7.6.D. 

BLEST   Day,   by  shining  Angels 
O'er  Bethlehem's  plains  foretold; 

Our  anxious  eyes  with  gladness 
*  Thy  dawning  rays  behold: 

The  world  in  mist  and  darkness 
Has  longed  thy  light  to  see, 

And  turns,  like  flowers  at  morning, 
With  love  and  joy  to  thee. 

The  shades  of  sin  are  moving, 

The  night  will  soon  be  gone; 
See,  from  the  East  advances 

The  golden  gleam  of  dawn. 
O  day  of  peace  eternal, 

Thy  beams  the  world  shall  bless; 
Shine  out  in  fadeless  glory, 

O  Sun  of  righteousness  ! 

O  worn  and  weary  watcher, 

Look  up  with  joyful  eyes. 
The  day  of  God  is  dawning. 

Behold   its   brightness   rise  ! 
O  pilgrim  in  the  shadows, 

Let  joy  and  hope  be  thine; 
The  light  that  knows  no  waning, 

Upon  thy  path  shall  shine. 

O   ye  by   sin  and  sorrow 

And  burdens   sore  distressed, 
O  turn  ye  to  the  morning. 

And  in  God's  smile  be  blest. 


CfiRiSTMAS  DAY  tS 


It  breaks  in  peerless  beauty, 

Its  glories   still  increase; 
The  day  by  Angels  promised, 

The  day  of  perfect  peace  !    Amen. 

Shapcott    Wensley. 
By   permission   of   Novello   &  Co.,    Ltd. 

56 

St.   Theresa   or    St.    Gertrude.  6.5.T. 

CAROL,  sweetly  carol  happy  songs  to-day, 
Cherub  voices  mingle  in  our  festive  lay; 
Christ,  the  loving  Master,  gentle,  pure,  and  mild. 
Came  from  God  to  teach  us,  came  a  little  child. 
Carol,  sweetly  carol  happy  songs  to-day, 
Cherub  voices  mingle  in  our  festive  lay. 

Angels  o'er  His  cradle  watched  with  tender  care, 
Eadiant  beams  of  glory  shone  with  beauty  there. 
Wise  Men  came  to  worship,  guided  by  the  star, 
Bringing  costly  treasures  from  a  land  afar. 

Carol,  etc. 

Kerry,  merry  Christmas,  joyful  let  us  sing 
Glory  in  the  highest;  Christ,  our  Lord,  is  King. 
Glory  in  the  highest  to  His  Name  be  given. 
Glory  in  the  highest,  praise  Him  earth  and  heaven. 

Carol,  etc.    Amen. 

Dr.  W.  A.  Mdhlenberg. 

57 

Novello' s    Christmas    Carols,    No.    74.  P.M. 

CHRIST  was  born  on  Christmas  Day; 
Wreathe  the  holly,  twine  the  bay; 
Christus  natus  hodie: 
The  Babe,  the  Son,  the  Holy  One  of  Mary. 


74  CHRISTMAS   DAY 

He  is  bom  to  set  us  free, 
He  is  born  our  Lord  to  be, 
Ex  Maria  Virgine: 
The  God,  the  Lord,  by  all  adored  for  ever. 

Let  the  bright  red  berries  glow 
Everywhere  in  goodly  show; 
Christus  natus  ho  die: 
The  Babe,  the  Son,  the  Holy  One  of  Mary. 

Christian  men.  rejoice   and  sing; 
'Tis  the  birthday  of  a  King. 
Ex  Maria  Virgine: 
The  God.  the  Lord,  by  all  adored  for  ever. 

Night  of  sadness;  morn  of  gladness 
Evermore:  ever,  ever;  after  many  troubles  sore. 
Morn  of  gladness,  evermore  and  evermore. 

Midnight  scarcely  passed  and  over. 
Drawing  to  this  holy  mom. 
Very  early,  very  early  Christ  was  bom. 

Sing  out  with  bliss. 
His  Name  is  this:   Emmanuel: 
As  was  foretold  in  days  of  old  by  Gabriel. 

Midnight  scarcely  passed  and  over. 
Drawing  to  this  holy  mom. 
Very  early,  very  early  Christ  was  born.     Amen. 

Dr.    J.   M.    Xeale. 
PROCESSIONAL. 

58 

Yorkshiro.  10s.    (six   lines). 

CHRISTIANS,  awake  !  salute  the  happy  mom 
Whereon  the  Saviour  of  the  world  was  bom; 
Rise  to  adore  the  mystery  of  love, 


CHRISTMAS   DAY  75 


Which  hosts  of  Angels  chanted  from  above; 
With  them  the  joyful  tidings  first  hegun 
Of  God  Incarnate  and  the  Virgin's  Son. 

Then  to  the  watchful  shepherds  it  was  told, 

Who  heard  the  angelic  herald's  voice,  "Behold, 

I  hring  good  tidings  of  a  glorious  hirth 

To  you  and  all  the  nations  upon  earth; 

This  day  hath  God  fulfilled  His  promised  word, 

This  day  is  horn  a  Saviour,  Christ  the  Lord." 

He  spake;   and  straightway  the  celestial  choir 
In  hymns  of  joy,  unknown  before,  conspire; 
The  praises  of  our  Master's  love  they  sang. 
And  Heaven's  whole  orb  with  Alleluias  rang. 
God's  highest  glory  was  their  anthem  still. 
Peace  upon  earth,  and  unto  men  good-will. 

Thus  on  this  day  the  angelic  hosts  among 
We  join  with  them  in  glad  triumphal  song. 
He  that  was  bom  upon  this  joyful  day 
Around  us  all  His   glory   shall  display; 
Fired  by  His  love,  with  glowing  hearts  we  sing 
Eternal  praise  to  Heaven's  Almighty  King. 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  only  Son, 
And  God  the  Holy  Ghost  be  homage  done. 
Daily  our  praise  to  our  great  King  is  due. 
Yet  holy  Christmas  brings  us  vigour  new 
To  thank  and  bless  the  glorious  Three  in  One, 
Eternal  Splendour,  ever-radiant  Sun.     Amen. 


tJ.    Byrom. 


CHRISTMAS   DAY 


PROCESSIONAL. 

59 

Lugano    or    Novello's    Carols,    No.    4.  8.7.D. 

COME,  ye  lofty,  come,  ye  lowly, 

Let  your  songs  of  gladness  ring; 
In  a  stable  lies  the  Holy, 

In  a  manger  rests  the  King: 
See  in  Mary's  arms  reposing 

Christ    by    highest    Heaven    adored; 
Come,  your  circle  round  Him  closing, 

Pious  hearts  that  love  the  Lord. 

Come,  ye  poor,  no  pomp  of  station 

Robes  the  Child  your  hearts  adore; 
He,  the  Lord  of  all  salvation, 

Shares  your  want,  is  weak  and  poor; 
Oxen,  round  about  behold  them; 

Rafters  naked,   cold,   and  bare, 
See  the  shepherds.  God  has  told  them 

That  the  Prince  of  Life  lies  there. 

Come,  ye  children,  blithe  and  merry, 

This  one  Child  your  model  make; 
Christmas  holly,  leaf    and  berry, 

All  be  prized  for  His  dear  sake; 
Come,  ye  gentle  hearts,  and  tender, 

Come,  ye  spirits,  keen  and  bold; 
All  in  all  your  homage  render, 

Weak  and  mighty,  young  and  old. 

High  above  a  star  is  shining, 

And  the  Wise  Men  haste  from  far; 

Come,  glad  hearts,  and  spirits  pining; 
For  you  all  has  risen  the  star. 


CHRISTMAS   DAY 


Let  us  "bring  Him  our  oblations, 

Thanks  and  love  and  faith  and  praise; 

Come,  ye  people,  come,  ye  nations, 
All  in  all  draw  nigh  to  gaze. 

Hark  !  the  Heaven  of  heavens  is  ringing 

"Christ  the  Lord  to  man  is  born  !" 
Are  not  all  our  hearts  too  singing: 

"Welcome,  welcome,  Christmas  morn?" 
Still  the  Child,  all  power  possessing, 

Smiles  as  through  the  ages  past; 
And  the  song  of  Christmas  blessing 

Sweetly  sinks  to  rest  at  last..   Amen. 

Rev.    A.    Gurney. 

60 

Novello's    Carols,     No.    72.  P.M. 

EARTHLY  friends  will  change  and  falter, 
Earthly  hearts  will  vary: 
'^  He  is  born  that  cannot  alter, 

Of  the  Virgin  Mary. 

Bom  to-day— raise  the  lay; 
Bom  to-day — twine  the  bay; 
Christ  our  Lord  is  born  to  help  us, 
Bom  for  you. 

Bom  for  you — holly  strew; 
Christ  our  Lord  was  born  to  conquer, 
Born  to  save; 

Born  to  save — laurel  wave; 
Christ  our  Lord  was  born  to  govem, 
Bom  a  King. 


CHRISTMAS   DAY 


Born  a  King — bay  wreaths  bring; 
Christ  our  Lord  was  bom  of  Mary, 
Bom  for  all. 

Well  befall  hearth  and  hall  ! 
Christ  our  Lord  was  bom  at  Christmas, 
Born  for  all.     Amen. 

tDr.    J.  M.    Neale. 

61 

Prospect.  D.C.M. 

JOY  fills  our  inmost  heart  to-day. 

The  Royal   Child   is   bom; 
The  Angel-hosts  in  glad  array 
His    advent   keep  this   morn. 

The  Holy  One  is  Mary's  Son, 

Christ  comes   on  earth  to  dwell; 
With  joy  proclaim  His  glorious  Name, 
His  Name  Emmanuel  ! 

Low  at  the  cradle-throne  we  bend, 

We  wonder   and   adore; 
Anxi  think  no  bliss  can  ours  transcend, 

No  rapture  sweet  before. 

The  Holy  One,  etc. 

For  us  the  world  must  lose  its  charms 

Before  the  Manger-shrine, 
Where,  folded  in  Thy  Mother's  arms, 

Thou   sleepest.    Babe   Divine. 

The  Holy  One,  etc. 

Angels  are  thronging   round   Thy  bed. 

Thine  infant   grace  to   see; 
The  stars  are  paling  o'er  Thy  Head, 

The  Day-spring  dawns  with  Thee. 

The  Holy  One.  etc. 


CHRISTMAS  DAY  79 

Tliou  art   the  very  Light  of  Light; 

Enlighten  us,   sweet   Child, 
'^hat  we  may  keep  Thy  Birthday  bright, 

With  service  undefiled. 

The  Holy  One,  etc.    Amen. 

tWilliam  Chatterton  Dix. 
By    permission   of   Novello    &   Co.,    Ltd. 

62 

Stuttgart.  8.7.8.7. 

LO,  the  Angels  now  are  singing 

Glory  be  to  God  above, 
Peace  on  earth,  glad  tidings  bringing 

Unto  men  goodwill  and  love. 

Lo,  the  shepherds  now  are  seeking 

For  the  Saviour  newly  bom, 
Him   with  heavenly   choirs   greeting 

On  that  earliest  Christmas  morn. 

Lo,  the  Monarchs  now  are  bending 
There  at  Bethlehem's  humble  shrine, 

Gold  and  myrrh  and  incense  blending 
In  one  oifering  divine. 

With  the  Angels  we  would  greet  Thee 
In  our  Christmas  hymns  of  praise; 

With  the  shepherds  we  would  seek  Thee, 
And  be  with  Thee  all  our  days. 

With  the  Monarchs  we,  adoring, 
All  our  choicest  gifts  would  bring. 

Holy  Jesu  !     Thee  imploring 
To  accept  the  offering.    Amen. 

Colonel    W.    H.    Turtou. 


so  CHEISTMAS   DAY 


63 

St.    Ca«imir.  8.7.D. 

NO  more  sadness  now,  nor  fasting; 

Now  we  put  our  gTief  away; 
He  came  down,  the  Everlasting, 

Taking   human    flesh,    to-day; 
He  came  down  on  earth  a  Stranger, 

Working   out  His  mighty  plan; 
He  was  cradled  in  a  manger, 

Very  God,  and  very  Man. 

There  were   shepherds  once   abiding 

In  the  field  to  watch  by  night, 
And  they  saw  the  clouds  dividing, 

And  the  sky  above  was  bright; 
And   a   glory  shone   around  them. 

On  the   grass  as  they  were  laid; 
And  a  holy  Angel  found  them, 

And  their  hearts  were  sore  afraid. 

"Tear  ye  not,"    he   said,   "for  cheerful 

Are  the   tidings  that   I   bring; 
Unto  you,  so  weak  and   fearful, 

Christ  is  born,  the  Lord  and  King," 
As  the  Angel  told  the  story 

Of  the   Master  !s  lowly   Birth, 
Multitudes  were   singing  "Glory 

Be  to  God,  and  peace  on  earth  ! ' ' 

Praise  be  Thine  and  adoration, 

Thou  Who  thus  at  Christmas  came; 

Let   Thy  Church  in  every  nation 
Sing  the  glory  of  Thy  Name. 


CHRISTMAS   DAY  §1 


Praise  the  Father,  King  supernal, 

Praise   we   His   victorious   Son, 
Praise   the  Spirit   co-eternal, 

Praise  our  God,  the  Three  in  One.    Amen. 

fDr.  J.  M.  Neale. 

64 

Novello's    Carols,    No.    94.  P.M. 

NOW  over  the  snow-white  meadows, 

In  throbbing  ebbs  and  swells. 
Are  sounding  the  happy  voices 

Of  joyous,  sweet  Christmas  bells. 
O  sweet  is  the  strange  wild  music, 

That   steals   o'er  the   listening  earth, 
As  though  once  again  the  Angels 
Were  hymning  our  Master's  birth. 

Ring  on,  sweet  bells,  and  greet  the  mom; 
Proclaim  the  tidings  "Christ  is  bom"; 
Ring  on,  ring  on  !  sweet  Christmas  bells! 

O  ye  that  are  heavy  laden, 

And  ye  that  are  full  of  care, 
O  hear  the  sweet  music  message 

That  peals  on  the  morning  air; 
It  speaks  of  a  love  undying, 

Unchanged  through  the  changing  years, 
That  shines  like  a  star  of  glory, 

And  gleams  through  a  mist  of  tears. 

Ring,  etc. 
Glad  bells  of  the  holy  morning  ! 

O  scatter  ye  far  and  near, 
The  sound  of  the  joyful  tidings, 

Till  all  the  wide  world  shall  hear  ! 


82  CHEISTMASTIBE 


1 


O  scatter  the  glorious  tidings, 

By  every  wild  wind  that  blows  ! 
O  ring  till  the  lonely  desert 

Shall  bloom  as  the  summer  rose  ! 

Ring,  etc.    Amen, 

By  permission  of    Xovello   &    Co.,    Ltd.  Shapcott    Wensley. 

Without  the  refrain,  this  hymn  may  be  sung  to  "  Salutas." 


CHRISTMASTIDE 

65 

Helmsley    or     St.     Thomas.  8.7.8.7.4.7. 

ANGELS,  from  the  realms  of  glory 
Wing  your  flight  o'er  all  the  earth; 

Ye   who   sang   creation's   story, 
Now  proclaim  our  Master's  birth; 
Come   and  worship. 

Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

Shepherds,  in  the  field  abiding, 
Watching  o'er  your  flocks  by  night. 

God  with  man  is  now  residing, 
Yonder   shines  the   Infant  Light; 
Come    and  worship. 

Worship  Christ,  the  new-bom  King. 

Sages,  leave  your  contemplations. 

Brighter  visions  beam  afar; 
Seek  the  great  Desire  of  nations, 

Ye  have  seen  His  natal  star; 
Come   and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-bom  King. 


CHRTSTMASTIDE  83 


Saints,  before  the  Altar  bending, 

Watching  long  in  patient  cheer, 
Suddenly  our  Lord  descending 

In  His  temple  shall  appear; 
Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-hom  King. 

All  creation,  join  in  praising 

God  the  Father,  Spirit,  Son— 
Evermore  your  voices  raising 
To  the  Eternal  Three  in  One; 
Come  and  worship, 
«      Worship  Christ,  the  new-bom  King.     Amen. 

-    tRev.  J.   Montgomery. 

66 

Gloria  7.s  (with  refrain). 

ANGELS  we  have  heard  on  high, 

Sweetly  singing  o'er  our  plains, 
And  the  mountains  in  reply, 

Echo  forth  their  joyous  strains. 
Gloria  in  excelsis  Deo. 

Shepherds,  why  this  Jubilee? 

Why  your  rapturous   strain   prolong? 
Say  what  gladsome  tidings  be, 

Which  inspire  your  heavenly  song. 
Gloria  in  excelsis  Deo. 

Come  to  Bethlehem,  and  see 

Him  whose  birth  the  Angels  sing; 

Come,  adore  on  bended  knee, 

Christ  the  Lord,  the  new-born  King. 
Gloria  in  excelsis  Deo, 


84  CHRISTMASTTDE 


1 


See  Him  in  a  manger  laid 

Whom  the  choirs  of  Angels  praise  ! 

Holy   Spirit,  lend   Thine   aid 

While  our  hearts  in  love  we  raise. 

Gloria  in  excelsis  Deo.     Amen. 

tBp.    Chadwic'. 
Takpn    by    permission    from   The    Westminster    Hymnal. 


67 

Rescue.  11.10.11.10.11.10. 

GLORY  to   God  in  the  highest  is  ringing,  • 

Clear  from   afar     it    is   echoing    still; 
Glory  to  God,  for  the  Angels  are  singing 
Peace  upon  earth  to  the  men  of  goodwill. 
See  ye  the  Holy  Child,  laid  in  a  manger; 
Hail  Him  as  Lord  of  Hosts,  worship  your  King  ! 

Glory  to  God,   as  the  Prophets  foretold  it;  jJ 

Over  the   ages  the   promise   was   cast;  ^ 

Paradise   heard  it,   and  now  we   "behold  it; 
Seed  of  the  Woman,  we  hail  Thee  at  last. 

See  ye  the  Holy  Child,  etc. 

Glory  to   God,   for   as   dews  of  the   morning. 

Songs   of  Thy  Birthday   are  filling  the  air; 
Shepherds   of   Bethlehem  give   us   the   warning; 

Child  of  the  Virgin,  we  welcome  Thee  there  ! 

See  ye  the  Holy  Child,  etc. 

Glory   to    God;    let  the   glad    exultations 

Sound  through  the  world,  bringing  peace  to  the  wise; 

Joy  of  all  people,  Desire  of  the  Nations,  j 

Echo  the  tidings  in  songs  to  the  skies  !  " 

See  ye  the  Holy  Child,  etc. 


CHKTSTMASTIDE  85 


We,  too,  with  shepherds  and  Angels  and  Magi, 
Prostrate  hefore  Thee   our  homage  would  bring, 

Hail  Thee  our  Master,  our  Christ,  our  Emmanuel, 
Own  Thee  our  Prophet,   our  Priest,   and  our  King. 
See  ye  the  Holy  Child,  etc. 

Glory  to  God,   both  the  Son  and  the  Father, 
And   to  the  Spirit,   the  Fountain   of  Love; 

Glory  to  God  sings  the  Church  Universal 
Here  upon   earth   and  in  regions   above. 

See  ye  the  Holy  Child,  etc.    Amen. 

tDr.    Irons.      (Refrain    added.) 

es 

Mendelssohn.  7s   (ten  lines). 

HARK  !   the  herald-angels  sing 

Glory  to  the  new-bom  King, 

Peace  on  earth,  goodwill  to  men, 

Christ   our  Lord   hath   come    again. 

Joyful,  all   ye   nations  rise. 

Join  the  triumph   of  the   skies; 

With   the   Angelic    host   proclaim, 

"Christ   is   bom   in   Bethlehem." 

Hark  !   the  herald-angels  sing 
Glory  to  the  new-bora  King. 

Christ,  by  highest  Heaven  adored. 
Christ,  the  Everlasting  Lord, 
King,   all   other   Kings  above, 
Lord  of  Wisdom,  Strength  and  Love. 
Earthly  forms  His  glory  veil — 
God  Incarnate  still  we  hail, 


so  CHRTST^fASTIDE 


For  He   doeth  all  things  well, 

God  with  us,  Emmanuel. 

Hark  !   the  herald-angels  sing 
Glory  to  the  new-bom  King. 

Hail,  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace  ! 

Hail,  the  Sun   of  righteousness  ! 

Light  and  life  to  all  He  brings, 

Risen  with  healing  in  His  wings. 

Mild   He  lays  His   glory   by. 

Born  that  man  no  more  may  die, 

Bom  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth, 

Bom  to  give  them  second  birth. 

Hark  !   the  herald-angels  sing 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King.    Amen. 

?Rev.    C.    Wesley. 


69 

Salutas.  9.8.9.8. 

HE  comes  on  the  wings  of  the  ages, 

The  Child  Who  is  ever  a  Child; 
He  comes  to  the  shepherds  and  sages, 

To  the  wise  and  the  undefiled; 
And  the  songs  of  His  Angels  greet  Him, 

And  the  carols  of   earth   reply. 
And  His  Church  goes  forward  to  meet  Him 

With  praises  that  never  die. 

And  the  glory  of  God's  own  splendour 

Transfigures  the  weary  land; 
And  the  heart  of  the  world  grows  tender 

At  the  touch  of  a  little  Hand. 


CHl^ISTMASTIDE  87 

He  comes  to  the  shepherds  and  sages, 

To  the  wise  and  the  undefiled, 
He  comes  on  the  wings  of  the  ages, 

The  Child  Who  is  ever  a  Child.    Amen. 

G.w. 

70 

St.  Vincent.  L.M. 

I  HEARD  the  bells  on  Christmas  Day 
Their  old,  familiar  carols  play, 
And  wild  and  sweet  the  words  repeat 
Of  peace  on  earth,  good-will  to  men  ! 

I  thought  how,  as  the  day  had  come, 
The  belfries  of  all  Christendom 
Had  rolled  along  the  unbroken  song 
Of  peace  on  earth,  good-will  to  men  ! 

Till  ringing,  singing  on  its  way, 
The  world  revolved  from  night  to  day; 
A  voice,  a  chime,  a  chant  sublime 
Of  peace  on  earth,   good-will  to   men  ! 

Then  in  despair  I  bowed  my  head; 
"There  is  no  peace  on  earth,"  I  said; 
"For  hate  is  strong,  and  mocks  the  song 
Of  peace  on  earth,  good-will  to  men  ! ' ' 

Then  pealed  the  bells  more  loud  and  deep: 
"God  is  not  dead,  nor  doth  He  sleep  ! 
The  wrong  shall  fail,  the  right  prevail. 
With  peace  on  earth,  good-will  to  men  !  * '    Amen. 

Samuel    Longfellow. 


88  .  CHRISTMAStlDE 


71 

Taormina     or    Stuttgart.  8.7,8.7. 

IN  a  silence  deep  at  midnight, 
When  the  hills  were  white  with   snow, 

Jesus,  the  desired  of  nations, 
Came  into  this  world  of  woe. 

Then  He  came,  an  Infant  holy. 

To  our  Lady's  sweet  embrace, 
As  she  waited  for  His  Coming, 

Longing  to   behold   His   Face. 

Swathing-bands  were  wrapt  about  Him, 

In  the  manger  He  was  laid; 
There  adored  the  Hebrew  shepherds, 

Joseph  and  the  Mother-maid. 

There  the  ox  and  ass  were  standing, 

Knee-deep  in   the  fragrant  hay. 
Gazing  with   a   solemn  wonder 

At   the   crib   where  Jesus  lay. 

Angels   came  to  David's   city, 
Met  their  Lord  with  hymns  of  praise, 

Sang  their  joyous  songs  of  triumph, 
Worshipping  in  glad  amaze. 

Thus  our  Lord,  the  long-expected, 

Came,  the  Healer  of  all  woe, 
When  the   shepherds   knelt   before   Him 

In  the  stable  white  with  snow. 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Father, 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Son, 
Glory  to  the  Holy  Spirit, 

Ever  Three;  yet  ever  One.     Amen. 

H.   A.    Rawes. 


CHR7STMASTIDE  80 


72 

Evangelium     (Farmer).  P.M. 

IN  the  field  with  their  flocks  abiding, 

They  lay  on  the  dewy  ground; 
And  glimmering  under  the  starlight, 

The  sheep  lay  white  around; 
When  the  Light  of  the  Lord  streamed  o'er  them, 

And  lo  !   from  the  heaven  above,    • 
An  Angel  leaned  from  the  Glory, 

And   sang  his   song  of  love. 
He  sang  that  first  sweet  Christmas 

The  song  that  shall  never  cease, 
"Glory  to  God  in  the  highest, 

On  earth  good-will  and  peace. ' ' 

"To  you  in  the  city  of  David 

A  Saviour  is  born  to-day"! 
And  sudden  a  host  of  the  heavenly  ones, 

Flashed  forth  to  join  the  lay, 
O  never  hath  sweeter  message 

Thrilled  home  to  the  souls  of  men, 
And  the  heavens  themselves  had  never  heard 

A   gladder  choir   till  then; 
For  they  sang  that  Christmas  carol 

That  never  on  earth  shall  cease, 
"Glory  to  God  in  the  highest. 

On   earth  good-will   and  peace." 

And  the  shepherds  came  to  the  manger, 

And  gazed  on  the  Holy  Child; 
And  calmly  o'er  that  rude  cradle 

The  Virgin  Mother  smiled; 
And  the  sky  in  the  starlit  silence, 

Seemed  full  of  the  Angel  lay; 


90  CHEISTMASTIDE 


"To  you  in  tlie  city  of  David 

A  Saviour  is  bom  to-day." 
O  they  sang,  and  I  ween  that  never 

The  carol  on  earth  shall  cease, 
"Glory  to   God  in  the  highest, 

On  earth  good-will  and  peace."    Amen. 


Dean   F.  W.  Parrar. 


73 

St.  Anthony  or  St.   Agnes.  CM. 

ONLY  a  manger  cold  and  bare, 

Only   a  maiden  mild, 
Only  some   shepherds  kneeling  there. 

Watching  a  little  Child; 

And  yet  that  maiden's  arms  enfold 

The  King  of  heaven  above. 
And  in  the  Christ-Child  we  behold 

The  Lord   of  Life  and  Love. 

Only  an  Altar  high  and  fair; 

Only  a  vested  Priest. 
Only  Christ's  children  kneeling  there, 

Keeping  the  Christmas  Feast; 

And  yet  beneath  the  outward  sign 

The  inward  grace  is  given — 
His  Presence,  Who  is  Lord  Divine 

And  King  of  earth  and  heaven.    Amen. 

Anon. 


CHBISTMASTIDE  91 


74 

Winchester    Old    or    Bethlehem    Shepherds.  CM. 

WHILE  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night, 

All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  Angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 

And  glory  shone  around. 

"Fear  not,"  said  he;  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind; 
"Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 

To  you  and  all  mankind. 

"To  you  in  David's  town  this  day 

Is  born  of  David's  line 
A  Saviour,  Who  is  Christ  the  Lord; 

And  this  shall  be  the  sign: 

"The  heavenly  Babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 

And  in  a  manger  laid." 

Thus  spake  the  Seraph;  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  Angels  praising  God,  who  thus 

Addressed  their  joyful  song: 

"All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace; 
Good-will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men 

Begin  and  never  cease."    Amen. 

Nahum   Tate    (A.D.    1652). 
Other    hymns    suitable    for   Christmastide    are:  — 
187.     It  came    upon   the  midnight    clear. 
190.     O    sweet    the   enchanting    anthem. 
383.     O    to   have    dwelt    in   Bethlehem. 


92  NEW  YEAK  'S  EVE 


NEW   YEAR'S   EVE 


75 

Culbach  or  Nottingham. 


FOR  Thy  glory  and  Thy  love, 
Radiant  through  this  parting  year, 

Thou  who  reignest  from  above, 
Thee  we  praise,  Thy  Name  revere. 

Fierce  our  foes,  and  hard  the  fight; 

Peace  yet  shineth  from  afar; 
As  we  struggle,  let  Thy  light 

Guide  us,  Bright  and  Morning  Star. 

If  in  weakness  or  distress. 

Rock  of  strength,  be  Thou  our  stay; 
In  the  pathless  wilderness 

Be  our  true  and  living  Way. 

What  the  coming  year  shall  bring, 
What  of  joy  or  what  of  care, 

That  is  in  Thy  Hands,  O  King; 
More  than  glad,  we  leave  it  there. 

Keep  us  faithful,  keep  us  pure. 

Keep  us  evermore  Thine  own, 
Help  us  brightly  to  endure, 

Trusting  in  Thy  love  alone. 

So  we  praise,  within  Thy  gate. 
While  Thy  Church  Thy  glory  sings, 

Thee,  the  only  Potentate, 

Lord  ocf  Lords,  and  Eling  of  Kings. 


NEW   YEAE^S  EVE  93 


Ruler  of  the  heavenly  Host, 

Lord,  Whose  love  is  like  the  sea, 
Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Heart  and  voice  we  worship  Thee.    Amen. 

Based   on  Rev.  H,  Bowntou. 

76 

Cloisters.  11.10.11.4. 

LET  us  forget  the  things  that  vexed  and  tried  us. 

The  worrying  things  that  caused  our  souls  to  fret; 
The  hopes  that,  cherished  long,  were  still  denied  us, 
Let  us  forget. 

Let  us  forget  the  little  slights  that  pained  us, 

The  greater  wrongs  that  rankle  sometimes  yet; 
The  pride  with  which  some  lofty  one  disdained  us, 

Let  us  forget. 
Let  us  forget  our  "brother's  fault  and  failing, 

The  yielding  to  temptation  that  beset. 
That  he,  perchance,  though  grief  be  unavailing. 

Cannot   forget. 
But  blessings   manifold,   and   past  deserving, 

Kind  words  and  helpful  deeds,  a  countless  throng; 
The  fault  o'ercome,  the  rectitude  imswerving, 

Let  us  remember  long. 
The  sacrifice  of  love,  the  generous   giving 

When  friends  were  few,  the  handclasp  warm  and  strong. 
The  fragrance  of  each  life  of  holy  living. 

Let  us  remember  long. 
Whatever  things  were  good  and  true  and  gracious, 

Whate'er  of  right  has  triumphed  over  wrong, 
What  love  of  God  or  man  has  rendered  precious, 
I  Let  us  remember  long. 


94  NEW  YEAE'S  EVE  | 

So,  pondering  well  the  lessons  it  has  taught  us, 

We  tenderly  may  bid  the  year  good-bye, 
Holding  in  memory  the  good  it  brought  us, 

Letting  the  evil  die.    Amen. 

Susan   E.    Gaminous. 
By   omitting  the   last    verse,    this  may   be   used  as   a   general  hymn. 

77  i 

Alstone,    Ernan  or   Abends.  L.M. 

RING  out,  wild  bells,  to  the  wild  sky, 
The  flying  cloud,  the  frosty  light; 
The  year  is  dying  in  the  night; 

Ring  out,  wild  bells,  and  let  him  die. 

Ring  out  the  old,  ring  in  the  new, 
Ring,  happy  bells,   across  the  snow. 
The  year  is  going,  let  him  go; 

Ring  out  the  false,  ring  in  the  true. 

Ring  out  the  grief  that  saps  the  mind. 
For  those  that  here  we  see  no  more; 
Ring  out  the  feud  of  rich  and  poor, 

Ring  in  redress  to  all  mankind. 

Ring  out  the  slowly  dying  cause. 
And  ancient  forms  of  party  strife; 
Ring  in  the  nobler  modes  of  life, 

With  sweeter  manners,  purer  laws. 

Ring  out  false  pride  in  place  and  blood. 
The  civic  slander  and  the  spite; 
Ring  in  the  love  of  truth  and  right, 

Ring  in  the  common  love  of  good. 


NEW  YEAE'S  DAY  95 


Bing  in  the  valiant  and  the  free, 
The  larger  heart,  the  kindlier  hand; 
Ring  out  the  darkness  of  the  land, 

Ring  in  the  Christ  that  is  to  be.    Amen. 

Alfred,   Lord   Tennyson. 


NEW  YEAR'S  DAY 

78 

St.    Columb     or    Ellacombe.  7.6.7.6.7.6.8.6. 

FROM  glory  unto  glory  !     Be  this  our  joyous  song, 

As  on  the  King's  own  highway   we  bravely  march  along; 

From  glory  unto  glory  !     O  word  of  stirring  cheer, 

As  dawns  the  solemn  brightness  of  another  glad  New  Year. 

From  glory  unto  glory  !     What  great  things  He  hath  done. 
What  wonders  He  hath  shown  us,  what  triumphs  He  hath 

won; 
From  glory  unto  glory  !     What  mighty  blessings  crown 
The  lives  for  which  our  Lord  hath  laid  His  own  so  freely 

down  ! 

The  fullness  of  His  blessing  encompasseth   our  way; 
The  fullness  of  His  promises  crowns  every  brightening  day; 
The  fullness  of  His  glory  is  beaming  from  above, 
While  more  and  more  we  learn  to  know  the  fullness  of  His 
love. 

And  closer  yet  and  closer  the  golden  bonds  shall  be, 
Uniting  all  who  love  our  Lord  in  pure  sincerity; 
And  wider  yet  and  wider  shall  the  circling  glory  glow. 
As  more  and  more  are  taught  of  G-od  that  mighty  Love  to 
know. 


9G  NEW  YEAR'S  DAY 


O  let  our  adoration  for  all  that  He  hath  done, 

Peal  out  beyond  the  stars  of  God,  while  voice  and  life  are 

one, 
And  let  our  consecration  be  real,  deep,  and  true; 
O   even  now  our  hearts  shall  bow,  and  joyful  vows  renew. 

Now  onward,  ever  onward,  from  strength  to  strength  we  go. 
While  grace  for  grace  abundantly  shall   from  His  fullness 

flow, 
To  glory's  full  fruition,  from  glory's  foretaste  here, 
Until  His  very  presence  crown  our  happiest  New  Year. 

Amen. 

Frances  R.    Havergal. 
By    permis'&ion    of    James    Xisbet    &    Co..    Ltd. 

79 

Xew    Year    Morn    or    Armageddon.  6.5.T. 

STANDING  at  the  portal  of  the  opening  year. 
Words  of  comfort  meet  us,  hushing  every  fear, 
Spoken  through  the  silence  by  our  Father's  voice, 
Tender,  strong  and  faithful,  making  us  rejoice. 

Onward,  then,  and  fear  not,  children  of  the  day. 
For  His  Word  shall  never,  never  pass  away. 

I,  the  Lord,  am  with  thee,  be  thou  not  afraid; 
I  will  help  and  strengthen,  be  thou  not  dismayed; 
Yea,  I  will  uphold  thee  with  My  own  right  hand; 
Thou  art  called  and  chosen  in  My  sight  to  stand. 
Onward,  then,  etc. 

For  the  year  before  us,  0  what  rich  supplies  ! 
For  the  poor  and  needy  living  streams  shall  rise; 
For  the  sad  and  sinful  shall  His  love  abound. 
For  the  faint  and  feeble,  perfect  strength  be  found. 
Onward,  then,  etc. 


EPIPHANY  97 


He  will  never  fail  us,  He  will  not  forsake ; 
His  eternal  covenant  He  will  never  break, 
Resting  on  His  promise,  wliat  have  we  to  fear? 
God  is  all-suflacient  for  the  coming  year. 
Onward,  then,  etc.     Amen. 

Frances    R.   Havergal. 
By  permission    of   James   Nisbet    &    Co.,    Ltd. 


Other    hymns    suitable    for    the    New    Year    are: 
299.      God    is    working   His    purpose   out. 
323.     I  will   go  in   the    strength  of   the   Lord. 
364.     O    God,    our   help   in   ages  past. 
505.      God,   That    reignest    in    the    height. 


EPIPHANY 


80 

Dix.  7s.    (six    lines), 

AS  with  gladness  men  of  old 
Did  the  guiding  Star  behold, 
As  with  joy  they  hailed  its  light, 
Leading  onward,  beaming  bright; 
So,  most  gracious  Lord,  may  we 
Evermore  be  led  to  Thee. 

As  with  joyful  steps  they  sped, 
To  that  lowly  manger  bed, 
There  to  bend  the  knee  before 
Him  Whom  heaven  and  earth  adore; 
So  may  we  with  willing  feet 
Ever  seek  Thy  holy  seat. 


98  EPIPHANY 


As  they  offered  gifts  most  rare 
At  that  manger  rude  and  bare; 
So  may  we  with  holy  joy, 
Pure  and  free  from  sin's  alloy, 
All  our  costliest  treasures  bring. 
Christ,  to  Thee  our  heavenly  King. 

Holy  Master,  every  day 
Keep  us  in  the  narrow  way; 
And,  when  earthly  things  are  past, 
Bring  us  happily  at  last 
Where  we  need  no  star  to  guide, 
Where  no  clouds  Thy  glory  hide. 

In  that  heavenly  country  bright 
Need  they  no  created  light; 
Thou  its  Light,  its  Joy,  its  Crown, 
Thou  its  Sun  which  goes  not  down; 
There  for  ever  may  we  sing 
Alleluias  to  our  King.     Amen. 

tWilliam    Chatterton    Dix. 

81 

Ewing.  7.6.D. 

BEHOLD  !  the  Star  is  shining — 

Is  shining 'ever  bright, 
It  leads  the  Eastern  sages 

With  pure,  celestial  light; 
It  leads  o'er  plains  and  mountains, 

It  leads  o'er  deserts  wild, 
To  Bethlehem's  vine-clad  summit. 

To  Mary's  new-bom  Child. 


EPIPHANY  99 


Behold  !  the  kings  are  kneeling, 

The  King  of  Kings  before 
With  Joseph  and  with  Mary, 

They  worship  and  adore; 
And  opening  then  their  treasures, 

Their  Iiord  and  God  they  own, 
With  gold,  and  myrrh,  and  incense, 

Before  His   cradle-throne. 

O  Child  of  Mary  !   hearken, 

Still  lead  us  through  the  night — 
Thy  Love,  the  Star  hefore  us, 

That  shines  so  pure  and  bright; 
It  shines  with  Love  eternal, 

With  Love  beyond  the  tomb, 
Still  shining  ever  clearer 

Amidst  surrounding  gloom. 

But  whither  is  it  leading? — 

That  Star  of  Love  so  bright — 
It  rests  above  Thine  Altar 

With  pure,  celestial  light; 
For  there  is  still  Thy  Bethlehem, 

That  lowly  House  of  Bread, 
O  thither.  Child  of  Mary, 

By  Love  may  we  be  led. 

Around  Thee  there  in  worship 

Our  choicest  gifts  we'll  pour, 
Our  gQld,  and  myrrh,  and  incense. 

Thy  lowly  throne  before; 
And  when  this  life  is  over, 

And  all  its  clouds  are  riven, 
Thy  Love,  the  Star  we've  followed, 

Shall  be  our  Sun  in  heaven.    Amen. 


Colonel    W.    H.    Turton. 


100  EPIPHANY 


82 

Consolation.  11.10.11.10. 

BRIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid; 

Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  newly-born  Master  is  laid  ! 

Cold  on  His  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining, 
Low  lies  His  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall; 

Angels  adore  Him  in  slumber  reclining, 
Maker  and  Monarch,  yet  Brother  of  all. 

Say,  shall  we  yield  Him,  in  costly  devotion, 
Odours  of  Edom,  and  offerings  divine, 

Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean. 
Myrrh  from  the  forest  or  gold  from  the  mine? 

Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation. 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  His  favour  secure; 

Eicher  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration,  ^ 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  pure.  ^ 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning. 

Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid. 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 

Guide  where  our  newly-born  Master  is  laid  !    Amen. 

tBp.    R.    Heber. 

83 

Stuttgart.  8.7.8.7. 

EARTH  has  many  a  noble  city; 

One  in  this  doth  all  excel: 
That  from  her  the  Lord  from  Heaven 
Came  to  rule  His  Israel. 


EPIPHANY  101 

Fairer  than  the  sun  at  moriiiug 
Was  the  Star  that  told  His  birth, 

To  the  world  its  God  announcing 
Seen  in  fleshly  form  on  earth. 

Eastern  sages  at  His  cradle 

Make  ohlations  rich  and  rare; 
See  them  give,  in  deep  devotion, 

Gold,  and  frankincense,  and  myrrh. 

Sacred  gifts  of  mystic  meaning: 
Incense  doth  their  God  disclose, 

Gold  the  King  of  kings  proclaimeth. 
Myrrh  His  sepulchre  foreshows. 

Master,  whom  the  Gentiles  worshipped 

At  Thy  glad  Epiphany, 
Grant  that  we  with  equal  fervour 

All  our  hearts  may  bring  to  Thee. 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Father, 

Equal  glory  to  the  Son, 
Glory  to  the  Holy  Spirit 

One  in  Three  and  Three  in  One.    Amen. 

tPrudentius    (A.D.    348),    tr.    by    Caswall. 

84 

Armageddon.  6.5.T. 

FROM  the  Eastern   mountains  pressing  on  they   come, 
Wise  men  in  their  wisdom,  to  His  humble  home; 
Stirred  by  deep  devotion,  hasting  from  afar, 
Ever  journeying  onward,  guided  by  a  Star. 
Light  of  Life  that  shineth  ere  the  worlds  began. 
Draw  Thou  near,  and  lighten  every  heart  of  man. 


102  EPIPHANY 


There  their  Lord   and  Master  softly  smiling  lay, 
Wondrous  Light  that  led  them  onward  on  their  way; 
Ever  now  to   lighten  nations  from  afar. 
As  they  journey  homeward  by  that  guiding  Star. 
Light   of  Life,    etc. 

Gather  in  the  outcasts,  all  who've  gone  astray, 
Throw  Thy  radiance  o'er  them,  guide  them  on  the  way; 
Those  who  never  knew  Thee,  those  who've  wandered  far, 
Guide  them  by  the  brightness  of  Thy  guiding  Star. 
Light   of  Life.   etc. 

Onward  through  the  darkness  of  the  lonely  night, 
Shining  still  before  them  with  Thy  kindly  Light; 
Guide  Thou  all  the  peoples  homeward  from  afar, 
Young  and  old  together,  by  Thy  guiding  Star. 
Light   of  Life,   etc. 

Until  every  nation,  whether  bond  or  free, 
'Neath  Thy  star-lit  banner,  Master,  follows  Thee; 
To  the  consummation  of  that  perfect  life 
Where  is  no  more  sorrow,  sin  nor  care  nor  strife. 
Light   of  Life.   etc. 

tRev.   G.  Thring. 

85 

St.    Fraucis    or    Belmont.  CM. 

O  THOU  Who  by  a  star  didst  guide 
The  Wise  Men  on  their  way. 

Until  it  came  and  stood  beside 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay; 

Although  by  stars  Thou  dost  not  lead 

Thy   servants  now   below. 
Thy  Holy  Spirit,  when  they  need. 

Will  show  them  how  to  go. 


EPIPHANY  103 

As  yet  we  know  Thee  but  in  part; 

But  still  we  trust  Thy  Word, 
That  "blessed  are  the  pure  in  heart, 

For  they  shall  see  the  Lord. 

O  Master,  give  us  then  Thy  grace 

To  make  us  pure  in  heart, 
That  we  may  see  Thee  face  to  face 

Hereafter  as  Thou  art. 

Reign  in  us,  we  are  Thine  alone, 

O  co-eternal  Son, 
Who  with  the  Father  ever  art 

And  Holy  Spirit  One.     Amen. 

tDr.   J.    M.    Neale. 

86 

St.   George.  7s. D. 

SONGS  of  thankfulness  and  praise, 
Master,  Lord,  to  Thee  we  raise, 
Manifested  by  the  star 
To  the  Sages  from  afar; 
Branch  of   royal   David's  stem 
In  Thy  Birth  at  Bethlehem; 
Anthems  be  to  Thee  addressed, 
God  in  Man  made  manifest. 

Manifest  at    Jordan's  stream,  ^^ 

Prophet,  Priest,   and  King  supreme; 
And  at   Cana   wedding-guest 
In  Thy  kindness  manifest; 
Manifest  in   power   Divine, 
Changing  water   into  wine; 
Anthems  be  to  Thee  addressed, 
God  in  Man  made  manifest. 


104  EPIPHANY 

Manifest   in  making   whole 
Palsied  limbs  and  fainting  soul; 
Manifest  in  valiant  fight, 
Quelling  all  the  devil's  might; 
Manifest  in  gracious  will, 
Ever  bringing  good  from  ill; 
Anthems   be   to   Thee   addressed, 
God  in  Man  made  manifest. 

Grant  us  grace  to  see  Thee,  Lord, 
Mirrored  in  Thy  holy  Word; 
May  we  imitate  Thee  now, 
And  be  pure,  as  pure  art  Thou; 
That  we  like  to  Thee  may  be 
At  Thy   great   Epiphany; 
And  may  praise  Thee,  ever  blest, 
God  in  Man  made  manifest. 

Glory  to  the  Father  be, 
Glory,  holy  Son.  to   Thee, 
Glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost, 
Glory  from  the  Angel-Host, 
From  Thy  holy  Church  most  dear, 
And  from  us,  Thy  servants  here; 
Anthems  be  to  Thee  addressed, 
God  in  Man  made  manifest.     Amen. 

tBp.   C.   Wordsworth. 

m 

87 

March  or  Maidstone.  7s. D. 

SONS  of  men.  behold  from  far. 
Hail  the  long-expected   Star  ! 
Star  of  Christ  that  gilds  the  night, 
Guides  bewildered  nature  right. 


EPIPHANY  i05 

Mild  He  shines  on  all  "below, 
Piercing  through  the  shades  of  woe; 
Scattering  error's  wide-spread  night, 
Kindling   darkness   into   light. 

;N"ations   all,   far  off   and  near, 
Haste  to  see  your  Lord  appear; 
Haste,  for  Him  your  hearts  prepare; 
Meet  Him  manifested  there. 
There  behold  the  Day-spring  rise, 
Pouring  light  on  mortal  eyes; 
See  Him  chase  the  shades  away, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  Day. 

Sing,  ye  morning  stars,  again  ! 

God  descends  on  earth  to  reign; 

Deigns  for  man  His  life  to  employ; 

Shout,  ye  sons  of  God,  for  joy  ! 

Glory  to  the  Heavenly  King, 

Glory  all  ye  Angels  sing, 

Glory  to  the  Father,  Son, 

And  hlest  Spirit,  Three  in  One.     Amen.  * 

tRev.    C.    Wesley  and   Bp.   R.  Heber. 

88 

Dundee   or    St.    Francis.  CM. 

THE  people  that  in  darkness  sat 

A   glorious  light   have   seen; 
The  Light  has  shined  on  them  who  long 

In  shades  of  death  have  been. 

To  hail  Thee,   Sun  of  Righteousness, 

The  gathering  nations  come; 
They  joy  as  when  the  reapers  hear 

Their  harvest  treasures  home. 


106  EPIPHANY 


For  Thou  their  hurden  dost  remove, 
And  break  the  tyrant's  rod, 

As  in  the   day  when  Midian  fell 
Before  the  sword  of  God. 

For  unto  us  a  Child  is  bom. 

To  us  a  Son  is  given. 
And  on  His  shoulder  ever  rests 

All  power  in  earth  and  heaven. 

His  Name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  peace. 

The  Everlasting   Lord, 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 

The   God   by  all  adored. 

His  righteous  government  and  power 

Shall  over  all  extend; 
On  judgment  and  on  justice  based, 

His  reign  shall  have  no  end. 

Reign  in  us,  we  are  Thine  alone, 

O  co-etemal  Son, 
Who  with  the  Father  ever  art 

And  Holy  Spirit  One.     Amen. 


4 


tRev.    J.    Morison. 

89 

Veiii    Sancte    Spiritus.  '  7  7.7.D. 

TO  our  Master  hasten  ye, 
Let  your  hearts  devoted  be 

To  the  nations'  Potentate. 
Whom  the  Star  is  heralding, 
Inward  faith  is  witnessing 

Christ  our  Lord  for  Whom  we  wait. 


EPIPHANY  101 


Come  with  presents  readily, 
Rich  in  liberality, 

Pledge  of  hearts  munificent; 
Dearest  in  our  Master's  eyes 
Is  affection's  sacrifice 

Offered  in  His  Sacrament. 

Gold  your  love  may  signify, 
Myrrh  denotes  austerity, 

Prayer  frankincense  offereth; 
Gold  a  King  doth  indicate, 
Myrrh  His  lowly  human  state, 

Incense   God    acknowledgeth. 

First  the  shepherds  homage  pay. 
Then  the  Magi  wend  their  way 

To  the   faithful   company; 
Christ,  Who  greeteth  Israel, 
From  His  crih   will  not  repel 

Gentiles  called  to  unity. 

Bethlehem  this  blessed  day 
Doth  for  all  the  Church  display 

Proof  of  her  nativity; 
Christ,  within  us  deign  to  dwell, 
Every  rebel  thought  expel. 

Reign  in  matchless  sovereignty. 

Glory  to  the  Father  be. 
Glory,  only  Son,  to  Thee, 

Glory  to   the  Holy  Ghost; 
Be  eternal  honour  done 
To   our  God,  the   Three   in   One, 

Monarch  of  the  Angel  Host.   Amen. 

tFrom    the    Paris   Missal    of    1685,    tr.    by    M.   J.   Blacker. 


108  EPIPHANY 


90 

The   soldier  keeps   his  wakeful  watch.  P.M. 

WELCOME,  that  star  in  Judah's  sky, 

That  voice  o'er  Bethlehem's  palmy  glen, 
The  lamp  far  sages  hailed  on  high, 

The  tones  that  thrilled  the  shepherd-men: 
"Glory  to  God  in  loftiest  Heaven:" 

Thus  Angels  smote  the  echoing  chord: 
'  'Glad  tidings,"  sang  the  glorious  Spirits  Seven, 

"Peace,  from  the  Presence  of  our  holy  Lord.' ' 

The  shepherds  sought  that  Birth  Divine; 

The  Wise  Men  traced  their  guided  way; 
There,  by  strange  light  and  mystic  sign, 

The  God  they  came  to  worship  lay; 
A  human  Babe  in  beauty  smiled. 

Where  lowing  oxen  round  Him  trod; 
A  Maiden  clasped  her  wondrous  radiant  Child, 

Pure  Offspring  of  the  glowing  Breath  of  God. 

Those  voices  from  on  high  are  mute; 

The  star  the  Wise  Men  saw  is  dim; 
But  hope  still  guides  the  wanderer's  foot, 

And  faith  renews  the  Angel-hymn: 
"Glory  to  God  in  loftiest  Heaven;" 

Touch  with  glad  hand  the  ancient  chord — 
"Glad  tidings,"  sang  the  glorious  Spirits  Seven, 

"Peace,  from  the  Presence  of  our  holy  Lord." 

Amen. 

tRev.    R.    S.    Hawker. 


EPIPHANY  109 


91 

Rockingham,  L.M. 

WHAT  star  is  tMs,  with  beams  so  bright, 
More  beauteous  than  the  noonday  light? 
It  shines  to  herald  forth  the  King, 
And  Gentiles  to  His  cradle  bring. 

See  now  fulfilled  what  God  decreed, 
"From  Jacob  shall  a  star  proceed;" 
And  Eastern  sages  with  amaze 
Upon  the  wondrous  vision  gaze. 

The  guiding  star  above  is  bright; 
Within  them  shines  a  clearer  light, 
Which  leads  them  on  with  power  benign 
To  seek  the  Giver  of  the  sign. 

True  love  can  brook  no  dull  delay; 
Nor  toil  nor  dangers  stop  their  way: 
Home,  kindred,  fatherland,  and  all 
They  leave  at  their  Creator's  call. 

O  Master,  while  the  star  of  grace 
Allures  us  now  to  seek  Thy  Face, 
Let  not  our  slothful  hearts  refuse 
The  guidance  of  that  light  to  use. 

Praise  God,  from  Whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below, 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost.    Amen. 

Rev.  J.    Chandler   and  others. 


110  EPIPHANY 


92 

Lumen  Verum.  S.M. 

WITHIN  the  Father's  house 
The  Son  hath  found  His  home; 
And  to  His  temple  suddenly 
The  Lord  of  life  hath  come. 

The  doctors  of   the   law 
Gaze  on  the  wondrous  Child, 
And  marvel  at  His  gracious  words 
Of  wisdom   undefiled. 

Yet  not  to  them  is  given 

The  mighty  truth  to  know, 
To   lift  the  fleshly  veil  which  hides 

Incarnate  God  helow. 

The  secret  of  the  Jjord 

Escapes  each  human  eye, 
And  faithful  pondering  hearts  await 

The  full  Epiphany. 

Lord,  visit  Thou  our  souls, 

And  teach  us  by  Thy  grace 
Each  dim  revealing  of  Thyself 

With  loving  awe  to  trace; 

Till  from  our  darkened  sight 

The  cloud  shall  pass  away. 
And  on  the  cleansed  soul  shall  hurst 

The  everlasting  day; 

Till  we  behold  Thy  Face, 

And  know,  as  we  are  known, 
Thee,  Father,   Son,   and  Holy  Ghost, 

Co-equal  Three  in  One.     Amen. 

Bp.  J.   R.   Woodford. 


Also    suitable    for    the   Epiphany    is: 

271.      As  shadows  cast   by  cloud   and   sun. 


i 


THE  PRESENTATION  IN  THE  TEMPLE  111 


THE  PRESENTATION  IN  THE  TEMPLE 


93 

St.    Veronica.  6.6.6.6.6.6. 

HAIL  to  the  Lord  Who  comes, 

Comes   to   His  Temple   gate  ! 
Not  with  His  Angel- host, 

Not   in   His   kingly  state; 
No  shouts  proclaim  Him  nigh, 

No  crowds  His  coming  wait. 

But  borne  upon  the  throne 

Of  Mary's  gentle  hreast, 
Watched  by  her   duteous  love, 

In  her  fond   arms  at  rest; 
Thus  to  His  Father's  House 

He   comes,  the   heavenly  Guest. 

There  Joseph  at  her  side 

In  reverent   wonder  stands; 
And,  fiUed  with  holy  joy, 

Old  Simeon  in  his  hands 
Takes   up  the   promised  Child, 

The  Glory  of  all  lands. 

Hail  to  the  Great  First-bom, 
Whose  ransom-price  they  pay  ! 

The   Son   before   all   worlds; 
The  Child  of  man  to-day; 

That  He  might  ransom  us 
Who  still  in  bondage  lay. 


n2  THE  TKANSFIGUEATION 


O  Light  of  all  the  earth, 

Thy  children  wait  for  Thee  ! 
Come  to  Thy  temples  here, 

That  we,  from  sin  set  free, 
Before    Thy   Father's   face 

May  all   presented  he  ! 

To  God  the  Father  great. 

To  God  the  Son  most  high, 
To   God   the   Holy   Ghost, 

Most   glorious  Trinity, 
All  praise  and  honour  be 

For  ever  and  for  aye  !     Amen. 

Rev.   John    Ellerton. 
Printed    by    permission    of    the    Oxford    University    Press. 


THE  TRANSFIGURATION 


94 

Alstone.  L.M. 

A  WONDROUS  type,  a  vision  fair 
Of  glory  which  His  Church  shall  share, 
Christ  on  the  holy  mountain  shows, 
Where  brighter  than  the  sun  He  glows. 

From  age  to  age  the  tale  declare 
How,  with  His  three  disciples  there, 
Where  Moses  and  Elias  meet 
The  Lord  holds  converse  high  and  sweet. 

Behold  His  Form  all  brightly  glow, 
Who  end  of  days  can  never  know; 
Immortal,  infinite,  sublime, 
Older  than  earth  and  space  and  time. 


LENT  IIB 


The  Law  and  Prophets  there  have  place, 
The  chosen  witnesses  of  grace; 
And  from  the  cloud  the  Holy  One 
Bears  record  to  His  Only  Son. 

With  Face  more  bright  than  noontide  ray 
Christ  deigns  to  manifest  to-day 
What  glory  shall  he  theirs  above 
Who  joy  in  Grod  with  perfect  love. 

And  faithful  hearts  are  lifted  high 
By  this  great  vision's  mystery, 
For  which  with  loving  hearts  we  raise 
The  voice  of  prayer,  the  hymn  of  praise. 

O  Father  and  eternal  Son, 

And  Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 

May  we,  too,  reach  that  heavenly  place, 

And  see  Thy  glory  face  to  face.    Amen. 

Based  on    an   ancient    Office    Hymn,    tr.   by    Dr.   J.    M.    Neale. 


LENT 


95 

Innocents.  7s. 

ALL  are  architects  of  Fate, 
Working  in  these  walls  of  Time; 

Some  with  massive  deeds  and  great. 
Some  with  ornaments  of  rhyme. 

Nothing  useless  is,  or  low; 

Each  thing  in  its  place  is  best; 
And  what  seems  but  idle  show 

Strengthens  and  supports  the  rest. 


114  LENT 


For  the  structure  that  we  raise, 
Time  is  with  materials  filled; 

Our  to-days  and  yesterdays 
Are  the  hlocks  with  which  we  build. 

Truly  shape  and  fashion  these, 
Leave  no  yawning  gaps  between; 

Think  not,  because  no  man  sees, 
Such  things  will   remain   unseen. 

In  the  elder  days  of  Art, 

Builders  wrought  with  greatest  care 
Each  minute   and  unseen  part; 

For  our  God  sees  everjrwhere. 

Let  us  do  our  work  as  well, 
Both  the  unseen  and  the  seen; 

Make  the  house,  where  God  may  dwell, 
Beautiful,    entire,   and  clean. 

Else  our  lives  are  incomplete. 
Standing  in  these  walls  of  Time, 

Broken  stairways,  where  the  feet 
Stumble  as  they  seek  to  climb. 

Build  to-day,  then,  strong  and  sure, 
With  a  firm  and  ample  base; 

And  ascending  and  secure 

Shall  to-morrow  find   its   place. 

Praise  to  Heaven's  great  Architect, 

Captain  of  the  Angel  Host 
Who  the  sky  with  stars  hath  decked — 

Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost.     Amen. 


H.    W.    Longfellow. 


LENT  ]  15 


96 

Amicus.  8.7. D. 

ARE  we  sowing  seeds  of  kindness? 

They  shall  blossom  bright  ere  long; 
Are  we  sowing  seeds  of  discord? 

They  shall  ripen  into  wrong. 
Are  we  sowing  seeds  of  falsehood? 

We  shall  reap  in  bitter  pain; 
Are  we  sowing  seeds  of  honour? 

They  shall  bring  forth  golden  grain. 

We  can  never  be  too  careful 

What  the  seeds  our  hands  shall  sow; 
Love  for  love  is  sure  to  ripen, 

Hate  for  hate  is  sure  to  grow. 
Seeds  of  good  or  ill  we  scatter 

Heedlessly  along  our  way; 
But  a  glad  or  grievous  fruitage 

Waits  us  at  the  harvest  day. 

Worship,  honour,  glory,  blessing, 

Lord,  we  offer  unto  Thee; 
Young  and  old,  Thy  praise  confessing, 

In  glad  homage  bend  the  knee.  ^ 

Father,  Son  and  Holy  Spirit 

One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
Praise  to  Thine  eternal  merit — 

Long  as  ceaseless  ages  run.   Amen. 

tJ.   E.   Carpenter   (verse   added.) 


116  LENT 


97 

Cassel  or  Dix.  7s.  (six  lines). 

BROTHERS,  "be  ye  who  ye  may, 
Enter  ye  the  glorious  way. 
Help  unceasing,  work  with  might, 
Work  in  darkness,  work  in  light; 
Life  hath  yet  no  hours  to  spare, 
Life  is  work  and  life  is  prayer. 

Life  is  toil,  and  all  that  lives 
Sacrifice  of  labour  gives; 
Water,  fire  and  air  and  earth, 
Rest  not,  pause  not,  from  their  birth. 
Sacred  toil  doth  nature   share, 
Love  is  labour,  work  is  prayer. 

Brother,  with  thy  brothers  stand, 
Pledge  thy  truth  and  give  thy  hand. 
Raise  the  downcast,  help  the  weak, 
Toil  for  good,  for  virtue  speak; 
Let  thy  brother  be  thy  care, 
Love  is  labour,  work  is  prayer. 

Unto  God's  great  Name  we  raise 
•  Hymns  of  glory,  songs  of  praise: 

To  the  Father  and  the  Son 
And   the  Spirit,    Three  in  One, 
Honour,  might,  and  glory  be 
Now,  and  through  eternity.    Amen.  ^ 


I 


LENT  137 


98 

Come    unto    Me.  7.6.D. 

"COME  unto  Me,  ye  weary, 

And  I  will  give  you  rest." 
O  loving  voice  of  Jesus, 

WMch  comes  to  hearts  oppressed. 
It   tells   of  understanding. 

Of  blessing  and  of  peace, 
Of  joy  that  hath  no  ending. 

Of  love   which  cannot  cease. 

"Come  unto  Me,  ye  wanderers, 

And  I  will  give  you  light." 
O  blessed  voice  of  Jesus, 

Which  comes  to  cheer  the  night; 
Our  hearts  were  filled  with  sadness, 

And  we  had  lost  our  way; 
But  He  has  brought  us  gladness 

And  songs  at  break  of  day. 

"Come  unto  Me,  ye  fainting, 

And  I  will  give  you  life." 
O  cheering  voice  of  Jesus, 
^  Which  comes  to  aid  our  strife; 

Evil  is  ever  present. 

The  fight  is  fierce  and  long; 
But  He  hath  made  us  mighty, 

And  stronger  than  the  strong. 

"And  whosoever  cometh, 

I  will  not  cast  him  out." 
O  welcome  voice  of  Jesus, 

Which  drives  away  oiur  doubt; 


ll.S  LENT 


Whicli  calls  each  human  heing, 

Unworthy  though  we  be 
Of  love  so  free  and  boundless. 

To  come,  dear  Lord,  to  Thee.     Amen. 

iWilliam    Chatterton    Dix. 

99 

St.    Casimir.  8.7.D. 

DO  you  wish  the  world  were  better? 

Let  me  tell  you  what  to  do: 
Set  a  watch  upon  your  actions, 

Keep  them  always  straight  and  true; 
Rid  your  mind  of  selfish  motives; 

Let  your  thoughts  be  clean  and  high; 
You  can  make  a  little  Eden 

Of  the  sphere  you  occupy. 

Do  you  wish  the  world  were  wiser? 

Well,  suppose  you  make  a  start, 
By  accumulating  wisdom 

In  the  scrapbook  of  your  heart: 
Do  not  waste  one  page   on  folly; 

Live  to  leam,  and  learn  to  live. 
If  you  want  to  give  men  knowledge 

You  must  get  it,  ere  you  give. 

Do  you  wish  the  world  were  happy? 

Then   remember   day  by   day 
Just  to  scatter  seeds  of  kindness 

As  you  pass  along  the  way; 
For  the  pleasures   of  the  many 

May  be  ofttimes  traced  to  one, 
As  the  hand  that  plants  an  acorn 

Shelters  armies  from  the  sun.     Amen. 

Ella    Wheeler    Wilcox. 


LENT  119 


100 

St.   Matthew    or    Prospect.  D.C.M. 

FATHER  of  all,  whose  Presence  dwells 

In  earth,  and  sea,  and  sky, 
Whose  Spirit  moves  in  every  heart 

That  unto  Thee  draws  nigh  ! 
We  pray  no  more,  made  lowly  wise, 

For  miracle    and  sign; 
Anoint  onr  eyes  to  see  within 

The  common,  the  Divine. 

"Lo  here,  lo  there  !"  no  more  we  cry, 

Dividing  with  our  call 
The  mantle  of  Thy  Presence,  Lord, 

That  seamless  covers  all. 
We  turn  from  seeking  Thee   afar, 

And  in  unwonted  ways. 
To  build  from  out  our  daily  lives 

The  temples  of  Thy  praise. 

And  if  Thy  casual  comings.  Lord, 

To  hearts  of  old  were  dear. 
What  joy  shall  dwell  within  the  faith 

That  feels  Thee  ever  near  ! 
And  nobler  yet  shall  duty  grow. 

And  more  shall  worship  be. 
When  Thou  art  found  in  all  our  life, 

And  all  our  life  in  Thee. 

All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 

All  glory  to  the  Son, 
Ail  glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee, 

While  endless  ages  run. 


ISO  L-ENt 


Great  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 

We  worship  and  adore, 
O  help  us  all  Thy  Face  to  see, 

And  love  Thee  more  and  more.   Amen. 

Anon. 

101 

Corpus    Christi   or   St.    Alphege.  7.6.7.6. 

GO  on  unto  perfection; 

O  Father,  grant  that  now 
We  strive  to  he  in  all  things 

As  perfect  e'en  as  Thou. 

Go   on   unto   perfection, 

Not  satisfied  until 
The  Lord  Himself  shall  govern 

Our  every  thought  and  will. 

Go  on  unto  perfection; 

And  if  the  Cross  he  laid 
On  thee,  he  like  thy  Master, 

Through  suffering  perfect  made. 

Go  on  unto  perfection; 

Tread  not  the  path  alone, 
Lead  those  whom  hest  thou  lovest 

To  share  thy  cross  and  crown. 

Go  on  unto  perfection; 

Work,  till  that  change  so  blest, 
From  life   of  ceaseless  labours 

To  realms   of  perfect   rest. 

Go  on  unto  perfection; 

Ah,  even  there  we  may 
As  lights  shine  ever  brighter 

Unto  the  perfect  day. 


LENT  121 


Go  on  unto  perfection; 
»  At  length  that  day  shall  come 

When  Christ  shall  call  His  children 
Unto  their  Father's  Home. 

With  Him  in  perfect  glory, 

With  Him  in  perfect  love, 
We  shall  attain  perfection, 

One  perfect  Church  above.    Amen. 

Colonel    W.    H.    Turton. 

102 

Sicilian    Mariners.  8.7.8.7. 

GRANT  us,  O  our  Heavenly  Father, 
In  Thy  work  to  spend  our  days, 

Thee  in  all  things  to  remember. 
Thee  to  serve,  and  Thee  to  praise. 

Drawing  nearer  still  and  nearer, 
May  we  close  and  closer  cling. 

To  our  Lord,  and  to  His  Altar 
There  ourselves  an  offering  bring. 

Step  by  step  in  life  advancing, 
Onward,  upward,  as  we  move 
Through  the  world  unharmed,  rejoicing 
In  His  all-embracing  love: 

Blest  in  joy,  upheld  in  sorrow. 

At  our  work  as  in  His  sight, 
May  His  presence  still  be  with  us, 

As  we  do  it  with  our  might. 
Serving  Thee,   our  Heavenly  Father, 

From  the  dawn  to  set  of  sun, 
Serving  Thee  from  life's  fresh  morning. 

Till  our  work  on  earth  is  done: 


122  LENT 


Till  the  shadows  of  the  evening 

Shall   for  ever  pass  away, 
And   the   resurrection   morning 

Kindle  into  perfect  day. 

Father,  Son.  and  Holy  Spirit, 
One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 

Praise  to  Thine  eternal  merit, 
Long  as  ceaseless  ages  run.    Amen. 

tRev.    G.    Thring. 

103 

St.    Alban    or  Bridehead.  8  8.6.D. 

GREAT  Mover  of  all  hearts,  Whose  Hand 
Doth  all  the  secret  springs  command 

Of  human  thought  and  will, 
Thou,  since  the  world  was  made,  dost  bless 
Thy  Saints  with  fruits  of  holiness, 

Their  order  to  fulfil. 

Faith,  hope,  and  love  here  weave  one  chain; 
But  love  alone  shall  then  remain 

When  this  short  day  is  gone: 
O  Love,  O  Truth,  O  endless  Light, 
When  shall  we  see  the  radiance  bright 

That  from  Thy  Face  hath  shone? 

Thy  sovereign  rule  the  worlds  obey, 
And  earthly  joys  all  fade  away 

In  that  pure  Light  of  Thine; 
We  lift  our  hearts  to  Thee  above 
On  wings  of  faithfulness  and  love. 

To  worship   at  Thy  shrine. 


LENT  123 

O  Father,  glorious  King  of  Light, 
So   far  heyond  our  mortal  sight, 

We  trust  Thee  utterly, 
Whom  with  Thy  holy  Son  we  bless, 
And    with  the  Paraclete    confess 

One  God  in  Persons  Three.    Amen. 

tC.    Coffin     (A.D.    1736),     tr.    by    Rev.    I.    Williams. 

104 


Te  Lucis  or   Ernan. 


HE  liveth  long  who  liveth  well — 
All  other  life  is  short  and  vain; 

He  liveth  longest  who  can  tell 
Of  living  most  for  heavenly  gain. 

He  liveth  long  who  liveth  well — 
All  else  is  life  hut  thrown  away; 

He  liveth  longest  who  can  tell 
Of  true  things  truly  done  each  day. 

Sow  truth  if  thou  the  true  wouldst  reap; 

Who  sows  the  false  shall  reap  the  vain: 
Erect  and  sound  thy  conscience  keep; 

From  hollow  words  and  deeds  refrain. 

Be  wise,  and  use  thy  wisdom  well — 
Who  wisdom  speaks  must  live  it,  too; 

He  is  the  wisest  who  can  tell 
How  first  he  lived,  then  spoke,  the  true. 

Be  what  thou  seemest;  live  thy  creed; 

Hold  up  to  earth  the  torch  divine: 
Be  what  thou  askest  to  be  made, 

Let  the  great  Master's  steps  be  thine. 


124  LENT 


Fill  up  eacti  hour  with  what  will  last — 
Buy  up  the  moments  as  they  go; 

The  lives  which  come  when  this  is  past. 
Are  but  the  fruits  from  this  which  flow. 

Sow  love,  and  taste  its  fruitage  pure, 
Sow  peace,  and  reap  its  harvest  bright; 

Sow  sunbeams  upon  rich  and  poor, 
And  find  a  harvest-home  of  light !   Amen. 


By    permission    of    James    Nisbet    &    Co.,    Ltd. 


tDr.    H.   Bonar. 


105 

St.    Alban    or    Bridehead.  8  8.6.D. 

HERE  have  we  met  that  we  may  ask 
Recruited  vigour  for  tm  task 

Of  living  as  we  would; 
For  we  woiQd  live  by  that  same  word 
Which  all  Christ's  noble  Saints  have  heard 

Who  by  the  Faith  have  stood. 

Through  God  alone  can  man  be  strong; 
To  Him  we  sing  our  joyous  song 

In  Christ  our  Lord  we  stand; 
Death  held  us  in  a  fancied  prison, 
Through  Christ  our  Lord  we  have  arisen 

To  know  the  deathless  land. 

Not  always  smooth  our  outward  life; 
Our  past  is  potent,  and  the  strife 

With  evil  lasteth  long; 
Yet  in  our  hearts  eternal  peace 
Shall  ever  reign,  and  love  increase 

Till  all  our  life  is  song. 


LENT  125 


An  inner  light,  a  holy  calm 

Have  they  who  trust  His  puissant  Arm, 

And,  hearing,  do  His  Will; 
Though  oft  we  live  in  glamour  here, 
In  death  is  life,  in  trouble  cheer. 

And  Faith  is  conqueror  stiU. 

May  love  and  faith  and  peace  be  ours, 
The  outcome  of  Thy  glorious  Powers, 

O  co-eternal  Son, 
Whom  with  the  Father  we  adore. 
And  Holy  Ghost  for  evermore, 

Almighty  Three  in  One.    Amen. 

IRev.   T.   T.  Lynch. 

106 

Christiania.  D.C.M. 

HOW  blessed,  from  the  bonds  of  sin 

And  earthly  fetters  free. 
In  singleness  of  heart  and  aim 

Thy  servant.  Lord,  to  be; 
The  hardest  toil  to  undertake 

With  joy  at  Thy  command, 
The  meanest  office  to  receive 

With  meekness  at  Thy  hand. 

With  willing  heart  and  longing  eyes 

To  watch  before  Thy  gate, 
Ready  to  run  the  weary  race. 

To  bear  the  heavy  weight; 
No  voice  Off  thunder  to  expect, 

But  follow  calm  and  still; 
For  love  can  easily  divine 

The  One  Beloved's  Will. 


126  LENT 


Thus  may  I  serve  Thee,  gracious  Lord; 

Thus  ever  Thine  alone 
I  lay  myself  "before  Thy  Feet; 

O  take  me  for  Thine  own  ! 
Through  evil  or  through  good  report 

Still  keeping  by  Thy  side 
By  life  or  death,  in  this  poor  flesh 

Let  Christ  be  magnified. 

How  happily  the  working  days 

In  such  dear  service  fly; 
How  rapidly  the  closing  hour 

Of  earthly  rest  draws  nigh, 
Where  all  the  faithful  gather  round, 

A  joyful  company. 
And  ever  where  our  Master  is 

Shall  His  blest  servants  be. 

All  homage  to  the  Sovereign  Lord 

For  Whom  our  work  is  done; 
All  glory  to  our  Father  God, 

And  His  co-equal  Son; 
All  glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost 

Who  with  Them  Both  is  One. 
From  men  and  from  the  Angel-host, 

While  endless  ages  run.     Amen. 

tC,  J.  P.    Spitta,   tr.    by  Jane   Borthwitk. 

107        • 

Ernan.  L  M. 

HOW  happy  is  he  bom  and  taught 

Who  serveth  not  another's  will; 
Whose  armour  is  his  honest  thought, 

And  simple  truth  his  only  skilL 


LENT  127 


Whose  passions  not  Ms  masters  are, 
Whose  soul  is  still  prepared  for  death; 

Untied  to  this  vain  world  by  care 
Of  public  fame  or  private  breath. 

This  man  is  freed  from  servile  bands 

Of  hope  to  rise,  or  fear  to  fall; 
Lord  of  himself,  though  not  of  lands, 

And  having  nothing — yet  hath  All. 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  heaven  and  earth  adore. 

From  men  and  from  the  Angel  Host 
Be  praise  and  glory  evermore.    Amen. 

tSir    H.   Wotton. 

108 

Hesperus    or    Rockingham.  L.M. 

I  HOLD  it  true  that  thoughts  are  things 
Endowed  with  bodies,  breath  and  wings. 
And  that  we  send  them  forth  to  fill 
The  world  with  good  results  or  ill. 

That  which  we  call  our  secret  thought 
Speeds  to  the   earth's  remotest  spot. 
And  leaves  its  blessings   or  its  woes 
Like  tracks  behind  it  as  it  goes. 

It  is  God's  law.     Remember  it 

In  your  still  chamber  as  you  sit 

With  thoughts  you  would  not  dare  have  known, 

And  yet  make  comrades  when  alone. 

These  thoughts  have  life;  and  they  will  fly 
And  leave   their   impress   by-and-by, 
Like  some  marsh  breeze,  whose  poisoned  breath 
Bears  among  men  its  fumes  of  death. 


128  LENT 


And  after  you  have  quite  forgot 
Or  all  outgrown  some  vanished  thought, 
Back  to  your  mind  to  make  its  home, 
A  dove  or  raven  it  will  come. 

Then  let  your  secret  thoughts  be  fair; 
They   have  a  vital  part  and  share 
In  shaping  worlds  and  moulding  fate — 
God's  system  is  so  intricate.    Amen 

Ella    Wheeler  Wilcox. 

109 

Rhineland     or    Agatha.  8.6.8.6.8.6. 

I  KNOW  that  justly  all  my  life 

Is  portioned  out  for  me, 
The  changes  that  are  sure  to  come, 

I  do  not  fear  to  see; 
I  hold  a  calm  and  steady  mind 

From  fear  and  sorrow  free. 

I  need  in  life  a  thoughtful  love. 
Through  constant  watching  wise, 

To  meet  the  glad  with  joyful  smiles, 
To  wipe  the  weeping  eyes; 

A  heart  at  leisure  from  itself, 
To  soothe  and  sympathize. 

Wherever  in  the  world  I  am, 

In  whatsoe'er  estate, 
I  have  a  fellowship  with  hearts 

To  keep  and  cultivate; 
A  work  of  lowly  love  to  do 

For  Him  on  Whom  I  wait. 


i 


LENT  129 


Briars  beset  our  daily  path, 

That  call  for  patient  care; 
There's  something  sad  in  every  lot, 

Some  burden  hard  to  bear; 
But  gentle  hearts  that  trust  and  love 

Are  happy  anywhere. 

In  service  which  God's  love  appoints 

There  are  no  bonds  for  me; 
My  inmost  heart  is  taught  the  truth 

That  makes  His  children  free; 
A  life  of  self -renouncing  love 

Is  one  of  liberty.     Amen. 

JAnna   L,  Waring. 

110 

Magi.  8.6.8.6.8  8. 

I  LOOK  to  Thee  in  every  need, 

And  never  look  in  vain; 
I  feel  Thy  strong  and  tender  love, 

And   all  is  well  again; 
The  thought  of  Thee  is  mightier  far 
Than  sin  and  pain  and  sorrow  are. 

Discouraged  in  the  work  of  life, 

Disheartened  by  its  load, 
Tired  of  its  failures  and  its  fears, 

I  sink  beside  the  road; 
But  let  me  only  think  of  Thee, 
And  then  new  heart  springs  up  in  me. 

Thy  calmness  bends  serene  above, 
My  restlessness  to  still; 


130.  LENT 


Aroimd  me  flows  Thy  quickening  life, 

To  nerve  my  faltering  will; 
Tliy  Presence  fills  my  solitude; 
Thy  Providence  turns  all  to  good. 

Embosomed  deep  in  Thy  dear  Love, 

Held  in  Thy  law,  I  stand; 
Thy  Hand  in  all  things  I  behold, 

And  ail  things  in  Thy  Hand; 
Thou  leadest  me  by  unsought  ways, 
Filling  my  heart  with  love  and  praise. 

O  Father,  glorious  King  of  Light, 
O  Christ.  Immortal  Son, 

0  Holy  Ghost,  Encourager, 
Eternal  Three  in  One, 

Unending  glory  be  to  Thee; 

1  love  Thee,  trust  Thee  utterly.    Amen. 

Samuel    Longfellow. 

Ill 

Amicus    or   Lower  Lights.  8.7.D. 

IF  you  cannot  on  the  ocean 

Sail  amongst  the  swiftest  fleet, 
Rocking  on  the  highest  billows, 

Laughing  at  the  storms  you  meet: 
You  can  stand  among  the  sailors, 

Anchored  y^t  within  the  bay, 
You  can  lend  a  hand  to  help  them, 

As  they  launch  their  boats  away. 

If  you  are  too  weak  to  journey 
Up  the  mountain  steep  and  high, 

You  can  stand  within  the  valley, 
While  the  multitudes  go  by; 


LENT  131 


You  can  chant  in  happy  measure, 

As  they  slowly  pass  along; 
Though  they  may  forget  the  singer, 

They  will  not  forget  the  song. 

Do  not,  then,  stand  idly  waiting 

For  some  greater  work  to  do, 
Or  some  sweeter,  better  mission — 

It  may  never  come  to  you; 
Go,  and  toil  in  any  vineyard. 

Do  not  fear  to  do  or  dare; 
If  you  want  a  field  of  labour 

You  can  find  it  anywhere.     Amen. 

tEUen  H.   Gates. 

112 

Alia    Trinita   or    Preeceptor.  II.IO.D. 

LIVE  and  let  live,  'tis  the  great  law  of  nature, 

Man  to  his  fellow  should  ever  he  kind; 
He  whose  high  bounty  protects  every  creature 

Taught  us  to  practise  this  precept  refined. 
Wide  is  the  world,  and  though  various  in  station. 

Each  to  his  neighbour  good  wishes  may  give; 
All  men  belong  to  humanity's  nation; 

Nature's  great  law  is  to  live  and  let  live. 

Live  and  let  live,  'tis  the  law  of  our  being, 

The  rich  and  the  poor  on  each  other  depend; 
All  men  are  equal  before  the  All-seeing, 

Each  in  his  turn  stands  in  need  of  a  friend. 
Be  to  a  foe  in  distress  like  a  brother; 

Christlike  it  is  to  forget  and  forgive; 
Love  all  that's  lovely,  be  kind  to  each  other; 

Nature's  best  law  is  to  live  and  let  live.    Amen. 

Eliza    Oook. 


132  LENT 


113 

Celer.  8.7.D. 

LIVE  for  something  !  be  not  idle, 

Look  about  you  for  employ, 
Sit  not  down  to  useless  dreaming, 

Labour  is  the  sweetest  joy. 
Folded  hands  are  ever  weary, 

Selfish  hearts  are  never  gay, 
Life  for  you  hath  many  duties; 

Active  be,  then,  while  you  may. 

Scatter  blessings  in  your  pathway, 

Gentle  words  and  cheering  smiles; 
Better  far  than  gold  and  silver 

Are  their  grief -dispelling  wiles. 
As  the  pleasant  sunshine  falleth 

Ever  on  the  grateful  earth. 
So  let  sympathy  and  kindness 

Gladden  all  to  gentle  mirth. 

On  the  hearts  oppressed  and  weary, 

Drop  the  tear  of  sympathy; 
Whisper  words  of  hope  and  comfort; 

Give,  and  your  reward  shall  be 
Joy  imto  your  soul  returning 

From  this  perfect  fountain  head. 
Freely,  as  yoii  freely  give  it. 

Shall  the  grateful  light  be  shed. 

May  the  aid  of  Christ  victorious 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Spirit's  light  all-glorious 
Rest  upon  us  from  above; 


LENT  133 


Thus  may  we  atiide  in  union 
With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford.    Amen. 

Anon. 

114 

Ernan  or  Lux  Christi.  L.M. 

LIVE  thou  thy  life,  nor  ta,ke  thou  heed 
Of  shades  and  shapes  of  threatening  ill. 

Walk  thou  where  Nature's  footsteps  lead, 
And  work  in  lowliness  her  will. 

Let  duty  to  thy  soul  he  dear, 
In  doubt  and  weakness  scorn  to  grope. 

Be  steadfast,  having  naught  to  fear. 
Be  joyful,  having  much  to  hope. 

What  though  the  skies  he  dark  to  see, 
The  ways  he  dim  before  thy  feet? 

If  thine  own  soul  he  firm  in  thee. 
No  harm  there  is  that  thou  canst  meet. 

For  courage  treads  a  thomless  road, 
Where  shadows  fright  the  fearful  soul, 

And  hope  will  ease  thee  o^  thy  load, 
And  faith  will  hring  thee  to  thy  goal. 

Live  thou  thy  life;  and  ere  it  end, 
Some  grace  acquire,  some  good  hestow; 

When  death  shall  come — thy  final  friend — 
Nor  long  to  leave,  nor  fear  to  go. 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God  Whom  earth  and  heaven  adore. 

Be  glory,  as  it  was  of  old, 
Is  now,  and  shall  he  evermore.    Amen. 


Anon. 


134  LENT 


115 

Bishop.  L.M. 

LORD,  speak  to  me,  that  I  may  speak 
In  living  echoes  of  Thy  tone; 
As  Thou  hast  sought,  so  let  me  seek 
Thy  erring  children  lost  and  lone. 

O  lead  me.  Lord,  that  I  may  lead 
The  wandering  and  the  wavering  feet; 
O  feed  me,  Lord,  that  I  may  feed 
Thy  hungering  ones  with  manna  sweet. 

0  strengthen  me,  that  while  I  stand 
Firm  on  the  Rock,  and  strong  in  Thee, 

1  may  stretch  out  a  loving  hand 
To  wrestlers  with  the  troubled  sea. 

O  teach  me,  Lord,  that  I  may  teach 
The  precious  things  Thou  dost  impart, 
And  wing  my  words,  that  they  may  reach 
The  hidden  depths  of  many  a  heart. 

O  give  Thine  own  sweet  rest  to  me, 
That  I  may  speak  with  soothing  power 
A  word  in  season,  as  from  Thee, 
To  weary  ones  in  needful  hour. 

O  fill  me  with  Thy  fullness.  Lord, 
Until  my  very  heart  o'erflow 
In  kindling  thought  and  glowing  word 
Thy  love  to  tell,  Thy  praise  to  show. 

O  use  me.  Lord,  use  even  me, 

Just  as  Thou  wilt,  and  when,  and  where; 

Until  Thy  blessed  Face  I  see, 

Thy  rest.  Thy  Joy,  Thy  glory  share.     Amen. 

Frances   R.   HavergaJ. 
By  permission  of  James  Nisbet   &   Co.,  Ltd. 


LENT  135 


116 

Consolation     or     Dawning.  11.10.11.10. 

LOVE  thyself  last.  Look  near,  behold  thy  duty 
To  those  who  walk  "beside  thee  down  life's  road. 

Make  glad  their  days  hy  little  acts  of  beauty 
And  help  them  hear  the  burden  of  earth's  load. 

Love  thyself  last.    Look  far  and  find  the  stranger 
Who  staggers  'neath  his  sin  and  his  despair; 

Go,  lend  a  hand,  and  lead  him  out  of  danger, 
To  heights  where  he  may  see  the  world  is  fair. 

Love  thyself  last.    The  vastnesses  above  thee 
Are  filled  with  Spirit-Forces;  strong  and  pure 

And  fervently  these  faithful  friends  shall  love  thee: 
Keep  thou  thy  watch  o'er  others  and  endure. 

Love  thyself  last,  and  such  great  joy  shall  thrill  thee 
As  never  yet  to  selfish  souls  was  given; 

Whate'er  thy  lot,  a  perfect  peace  will  fill  thee, 
And  earth  shall  seem  the  ante-room  of  Heaven. 

Love  thyself  last,  and  thou  shalt  grow  in  spirit 
To  see,  to  hear,  to  know,  and  understand. 

The  message  of  the  stars,  lo,  thou  shalt  hear  It, 
And  all  God's  joys  shall  be  at  thy  command.  Amen. 

Ella    Wheeler    Wilcox. 

117 

St.    Margaret.*  6.8  8.8  8.6. 

MAY  we  be  strong  to  dare; 
And,  daring,  face  the  sneers  of  men. 
Their  ridicule,  their -lies;  and  then 

*It    will    be    necessary   to    begin    each    verse   by    singing    the    last 
line   of   the    tune  to  the   opening   words. 


136  LENT 


Uuheeding  all  their  foolish  spite 
Serenely  dare  to  do  the  right. 
May  we  he  strong  to  dare. 

May  we  he  strong  to  serve; 
And  serving,  may  we  help  to  hear 
Each  weary  pilgrim's  load  of  care; 
O  may  we  comfort  those  who  mourn 
And  heal  the  hearts  with  anguish  torn; 

May  we  he  strong  to  serve. 

May  we  he  strong  to  will; 
Willing  that  His  sweet  Will  he  done, 
So  may  our  will  with  His  he  one; 
And  with  His  strength  strong  may  we  he 
To  love  and  serve  humanity. 

May  we  he  strong  to  will. 

May  we  he  strong  to  love; 
Loving  e'en  though  unloved,  and  when 
Reviled  and  scorned  hy  witless  men, 
May  we  return  to  all  goodwill, 
Forgive  the  wrong  and  love  them  still; 

May  we  he  strong  to  love. 

May  we  he  strong  to  praise; 
Praise  God  from  Whom  all  hlessings  flow; 
Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  helow; 
Praise  Him  ahove,  ye  heavenly  Host, 
Praise  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

May  we  he  strong  to  praise.    Amen. 

tC.    F.    Holland. 


LENT  IZf 


118 

Propior    Deo    or    Horbury.  8.4.6.4.6  6  4. 

NEARER,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee; 
E'en  though  it  he  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  he, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee. 

Though,  like  the  wanderer, 

The  sun  gone  down. 
Darkness  comes  over  me 

My  rest,  a  stone; 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee. 

There  let  my  way  appear 

Steps  unto  heaven. 
All  that  Thou  sendest  me 

In  love  is  given; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee. 

Nearer  to  Thee. 

Then,  with  my  waking  thoughts 

Bright  with  Thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 
Beth-el  I'll  raise; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee. 


138  LENT 


To  God  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Holy  G-host 
By  man  all  praise  he  done, 

And  Angel-host. 
Draw  me,  great  One  in  Three, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee.    Amen. 

tSarah    Adams. 

119 

St.    Charles.  P.M. 

NOT  in  abasement  lift  we  |  to  Thy  Face, 

O  Lord,  our  [  eyes  of  love. 
But   recognizing,   king-like,  |  through  Thy  Grace, 

Our  heritage  a  |  hove. 
No  pang  we  feel,  when  face  to  I  face  with  Thee, 

Nor   shame   nor  |  sense   of   loss; 
Only  immortal  radiance,  |  purged  and  free 

From  mortal  |  dross. 

This  is  Thine  Art,  O  Heavenly  Ma  [  gician, 

Thy  greatness  |  does  not  quell. 
It  works  not  through  the  ashes  of  con  |  trltion. 

But  by  a  |  nobler  spell. 
More  than  ourselves  we  feel,  when  we  are  |  near  Thee; 

Our  hearts  ex  j  pand  to  Thine; 
Bared  are  our  souls  to  Thee;  how  can  they  |  fear  Thee, 

Themselves  Div  |  ine? 

Then,  for  a  godlike  moment.  Revel  \  ation 

Flames  like  an  !  evening  star. 
Unveiled,  in  that  swift  divine  pur  (  gation, 

Comes  sight  of  |  what  we  are  ! 


LENT  139 


Not  then  beyond  all  reach  of  hope  or  |  yearning 

Seemeth  the  [  light  in  Thee, 
But  as  a  beacon,  telling,  in  its  |  burning, 

What  we  shall  |  be.    Amen. 

E,  A.    Wodehouse. 


120 

Mitia.  P.M. 

O  MASTER,  give  me  gentle  thoughts, 

That  I  may  ever  be 
Unmoved  amid  a  world  of  strife. 
And  wrapt  throughout  my  earthly  life 

In  converse  close  with  Thee  ! 
O  let  Thy  Spirit  touch  my  heart. 

Thy  Light  within  me  shine. 
That  I  may  never  live  apart 

From  Thee  the  Truth  Divine  ! 

O  Master,  give  me  gentle  words, 

That  everywhere  I  move 
The  face  of  grief  may  smile  again, 
The  suffering  one  forget  his  pain, 

And  anger  turn  to  love  ! 
May  no  hard  words  of  wrath  and  hate 

Fall  heedless  from  my  tongue; 
Give  gentleness  that  maketh  great. 

And  truth  that  maketh  strong. 

O  Master,  give  me  gentle  deeds 

With  Thy  compassion  filled; 
May  selfishness  for  ever  cease, 
May  restless  longings  be  at  peace, 

And  passion's  voice  be  stilled. 


140  LENT 


Gentle  in  all  ways,  dearest  Lord, 

That  attitude  be  mine, 
That  in  each  thought  and  deed  and  word 

Not  I,  but  Christ  may  shine.   Amen. 

H.    Ernest    Nichol. 
Copyright;  by  permission  of  H.  E.  Nichol,  Charlotte  Street,   Hull. 

121 

Warrenne,    No.  4.*  P.M. 

SHATiTi  there  be  tears,  and  I  not  help  to  dry  them? 

Shall  there  be  need,  and  I  not  hear  its  call? 
Shall  any  faint,  and  I  not  hasten  nigh  them, 

With  mine  own  strength  to  hold  them,  lest  they  fall? 
Lives  there  in  all  the  world  so  deep  a  sorrow 

That  I  should  quaU  and  fear  to  share  its  load? 
Shall  any  turn  to  me,  and  fail  to  borrow 

Strength  for  the  climbing  of  the  upward  road? 
Great  Lord  all-loving,  if  this  frailty  be, 
Strengthen  my  soul  and  draw  it  nearer  Thee. 

Still  dost  Thou  labour  on,  when  all  are  sleeping; 

Thy  perfect  Love  no  respite  knows  nor  rest. 
Thine  is  the  burden  of  a  whole  world's  weeping, 

A  whole  world's  pain  finds  echo  in  Thy  breast. 
None,  none  so  lost.  Thy' kindness  cannot  find  them; 

And  none  so  vile.  Thou  tiim'st  a  heedless  ear. 
Still  in  their  darkest  night  Thou  walk'st  behind  them. 

And,  when  men  think  Thee  far.  Thou  standest  near. 
Great  Lord  all-loving,  lend  Thy  strength  to  me, 
And.  for  Thy  service,  make  me  liker  Thee. 

*The   first   four    lines    of    the    tune   must    be   repeated. 


LENT  14t 


Give  me  a  heart  like  waters  stilled  at  even, 

To  feel  the  ruffle  of  the  lightest  sigh: 
Give  me  an  eye  that,  like  the  stainless  heaven, 

Knoweth  each  smallest  cloud  that  floateth  by: 
Give  me  a  hand  that  equal  blessing  showers, 

Even  like  God's  rain,  on  cfoul  as  well  as  fair; 
That,  in  my  path,  kind  deeds  may  spring  like  flowers 

And  gentle  thoughts  with  fragrance  fill  the  air. 
Great  Lord  all-loving,  teach  me  how  to  be. 
Though  infinitely  far,  yet  liker  Thee.     Amen. 

E.    A.    Wodehouse. 

122 

Deerhurst    or  Rex    Glorias.  8.7.D. 

SOLDIERS  in  the  King's  great  army, 

Listen  for  your  Captain's  call, 
Ever  standing  at  attention 

Ready  for  what  may  befall. 
Not  for  us  is  idle  dreaming. 

There  is  work  that  we  can  do. 
Life  for  us  is  full  of  action. 

Set  apart  for  service  true. 

There  are  burdens  we  may  lighten — 

Toiling,  struggling  ones  to  cheer; 
Tear-dimmed  eyes  that  we  may  brighten, 

Thorny  paths  that  we  may  clear; 
Erring  ones,  despised,  neglected. 

We  may  lead  to  duty  back; 
Beacon-lights  may  be  erected 

All  along  life's  crowded  track, 


142  LENT 


There  are  wrongs  that  should  he  righted, 

Sacred  rights  to  he  sustained, 
Truths,  though  trampled  long  and  slighted, 

'Mid  the  strife  to  he  maintained; 
Heavy  hrooding  mists  to  scatter, 

Mists  of  ignorance  and  sin; 
Walls  of  adamant  to  shatter, 

Thus  to  let  God's  sunlight  in. 

Boundless  is  the  field  and  fertile, 

Let  the  ploughshare  deep  he  driven; 
So,  at  length,  the  plenteous  harvest 

Shall  look  smiling  up  to  heaven  ! 
Sow  we  seed  at  early  morning, 

Nor  at  evening  stay  our  hand; 
Precious  fruit,  the  earth  adorning. 

Shall  at  length  around  us  stand. 

There  is  need  for  constant  action, 

Steadfastly  to  persevere, 
Never  to  forget  the  duty 

Christ  hath  laid  upon  us  here; 
Yet  in  all  our  earnest  lahours 

May  we  now  and  evermore 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son  and 

God  the  Holy  Ghost  adore.    Amen. 

Anon    (vv.   1   .ind  5  added). 

123 

Spohr.  ,C.]V[. 

SPEAK  gently,  it  is  hetter  far 

To  rule  hy  love  than  fear; 
Speak  gently,  let  no  harsh  word  mar 

The  good  we  may  do  here. 


1 


LENT  143 


Speak  gently  to  the  young,  for  they 

Will  have  enough  to  bear; 
Pass  through  this  life  as  hest  they  may, 
'Tis  full  of  anxious  care. 

Speak  gently  to  the  aged  one, 

Grieve  not  the  careworn  heart; 
The  sands  of  life  are  nearly  run, 

Let  them  in  peace  depart. 

Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones — 

They  must  have  toiled  in  vain; 
Perchance  unkindness  made  them  so, 

O,  win  them  hack  again  ! 

Speak   gently — 'tis   a  little  thing, 

Dropped  in  the  heart's  deep  weU; 
The  good,  the  joy,  that  it  may  bring, 

Eternity  shall  teU. 

All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 

All  glory  to  the  Son, 
All  glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee, 

While  endless  ages  run.    Amen. 

G.  W.  Hangforcl. 


124 

St.  Agnes  (Langran)  or  Old  124th.  10s. 

TEACH  me,  O  holy  Master,  how  to  live 
To  serve  Thee  e'en  in  darkest  hours  of  life; 

Arm  me  for  conflict  new,  fresh  vigour  give. 
And  make  me  more  than  conqueror  in  the  strife. 


144  LENT 


Teach  me  to  live  for  sense  and  sin  no  more, 
But  use  the  time  remaining  to  me  yet, 

Not  mine  own  pleasure  seeking  as  before, 
Wasting  no  precious  hours  in  vain  regret. 

Teach  me  to  live;  no  idler  let  me  he, 
But  iu  Thy  service  hand  and  heart  employ; 

Prepared  to  do  Thy  bidding  cheerfully — 
Be  this  my  highest  and  my  holiest  joy. 

Teach  me  to  live  with  kindly  words  for  all, 
Wearing  no  cold,  repulsive  brow  of  gloom, 

Waiting  with  cheerful  patience  till  Thy  call 
Summons  Thy  guest  to  take  a  higher  room. 

Teach  me  to  live  a  noble,  joyous  life, 
To  pour  on  all  the  radiance  of  Thy  Love, 

To  be  a  sun  of  peace  amid  the  strife. 
To  turn  the  thought  of  man  to  things  above.    Amen. 

tEllen    E.    Burman. 

125 

St.    Cecilia  or   Ibstone.  68. 

THY  way,  not  mine,  O  Lord, 

However  dark  it  be; 
Lead  me  by  Thine  own  Hand, 
Choose  out  the  path  for  me. 

Smooth  let  it  be  or  rough. 

It  will  be  still  the  best; 
Winding  or  straight,  it  leads 

Right  onward  to  Thy  rest. 


LENT  145 


I  dare  not  choose  my  lot; 

I  would  not  if  I  might; 
Choose  Thou  for  me,  my  God, 

So  shall  I  walk  aright. 

The  kingdom  that  I  seek 

Is  Thine,  so  let  the  way 
That  leads  to  it  be  Thine, 

Else  I  must  surely  stray. 

Take  Thou  my  cup,  and  it 

With  joy  or  sorrow  fill, 
As  best  to  Thee  may  seem; 

Choose  Thou  my  good  and  ill. 

Choose  Thou  for  me  my  friends, 
My  sickness  or  my  health; 

Choose  Thou  my  cares  for  me, 
My  poverty  or  wealth. 

Not  mine,  not  mine  the  choice 
In  things  or  great  or  small; 

Be  Thou  my  Guide,  my  Strength, 
My  Wisdom,  and  my  All. 

All  glory  be  to  Thee, 

Father,  co-equal  Son, 
And  to  the  Holy  Ghost, 

While  endless  ages  run.    Amen. 

Dr.    IT.    Bonar. 
By  permission    of    James   Nisbet    &   Co.,    Ltd. 


146  LENT 


126 

Ave    Verum    (Gounod)    or    Amicus.  8.7.D. 

WAS  there  ever  kindest  shepherd 

Half  so  gentle,  half  so  sweet, 
As  the  Master  Who  would  have  us 

Come  and  gather  round  His  feet? 
Though  our  Master's  Love  looks  mighty, 

It  is  mightier  than  it  seems. 
For  the  depth  of  His  affection 

Ranges  far  heyond  our  dreams. 

There's  a  wideness  in  His  friendship 

Like  the  wideness  of  the  sea; 
There's  a  kindness  in  His  justice, 

Which  is  more  than  liberty. 
With  no  other  could  earth's  sad  ones 

Meet  such   gentle  brotherhood; 
By  no  other  could  earth's  failings 

Be  so  kindly  understood. 

For  the  Love  of  God  is  broader 

Than  the  measures  of  man's  mind; 
And  the  Heart  of  the  Eternal 

Is  most  wonderfully  kind. 
But  we  make  that  Love  too  narrow 

By  false  limits,  ours  alone, 
And  we  magnify  His  strictness 

With  a  zeal  He  will  not  own. 

Erring  ones  !    come  near  our  Master 

Not  with  heart  incredulous. 
But  with  courage,  trusting  bravely 

His  huge  tenderness  for  us. 


LENT  147 


If  our  love  were  but  more  simple, 
We  should  take  Him  at  His  word; 

And  our  lives  would  be  all  sunshine 
In  the  sweetness  of  our  Lord.    Amen. 

tRev.    F.    W.    Faber. 

127 

Narenza.  S,M. 

WE  give  Thee  hut  Thine  own, 
Whate'er  the  gift  may  he: 
All  that  we  have  is  Thine  alone, 
A  trust,  O  Lord,  from  Thee. 

May  we  Thy  bounties  thus 
As  stewards  true  receive, 
And  gladly,  as  Thou  blessest  us. 
To  Thee  our  first-fruits  give. 

To  comfort  and  to  bless, 
To  find  a  balm  for  woe, 
To  tend  the  lone  and  fatherless, 
Is  Angels'  work  below. 

The  captive  to  release, 
To  God  the  lost  to  bring, 
To  teach  the  way  of  life  and  peace, 
It  is  a  Christ-like  thing. 

And  we  believe  Thy  Word. 
Though  dim  our  faith  may  be; 
Whate'er  for  Thine  we  do.  O  Lord, 
We  do  it  unto  Thee. 

All  might,  all  praise  be  Thine, 
Father.  Co-equal  Son, 
And  Spirit.  Bond  of  love  Divine, 
Wbiie  endless  ages  run.     Amen. 

Bp.    W.    W.    How, 


148  LENT 


128 

Melita  or  Yeni  Cito.  8s.    (six   lines). 

WE  have  not  known  Thee  as  we  ought, 

Nor  learned  Thy  wisdom,  grace,  and  power; 
The  things  of  earth  have  filled  our  thought. 
And  trifles  of  the  passing  hour. 

Lord,  give  us  light  Thy  truth  to  see, 
And  make  us  wise  in  knowing  Thee. 

We  have  not  praised  Thee  as  we  ought; 

In  Sacraments  a  daily  store 
Of  gifts  Thou  strewest,  all  unsought, 
Like  shells  upon  the   ocean  shore,  1 

Yet  often  earthly  thoughts  intrude; 
Forgive  us   our  ingratitude  ! 

We  have  not  loved  Thee  as  we  ought, 

Nor  cared  that  we  are  loved  by  Thee; 
Thy  presence  we  have  coldly  sought, 
And  feebly  longed  Thy  Face  to  see. 

Lord,  give  a  pure  and  loving  heart 
To  feel  and  own  the  love  Thou  art. 

We  have  not  served  Thee  as  we  ought, 

Alas  !  the  duties  left  undone — 
The  work  with  little  fervour  wrought — 
The  battles  lost,  or  scarcely  won  ! 

Lord,  give  the  zeal,  and  give  the  might. 
For  Thee  .to  toil,  for  Thee  to  fight. 

When  shall  we  know  Thee  as  we  ought, 
And  praise,  and  love,  and  serve  aright? 
When  shall  we,  out  of  trial  brought. 
Be  perfect  in  the  land  of  light? 

Lord,  may  we  day  by  day  prepare 

To  see  Thy  Face,  and  serve  Thee  there.  Amen 

Rev.    T.    B.    Pollock    (2nd    v.   added). 


LENT  149 


129 

Yorkshire  or  Verulam.  10s.    (six  lines), 

WE  should  be  thankful  for  this  common  life 
And  all  the  rest  and  joy  amidst  its  strife; 
For  earth  and  trees  and  sea  and  clouds  and  springs, 
For  work  and  all  the  lessons  that  it  hrings; 
Thankful  for  all,  our  forces  we'll  employ 
To  radiate  bliss,  and  fill  our  world  with  joy. 

For  all  the  gleams  of  newer,  fairer  truth 
Which,  ever  ripening,  still  renews  our  youth, 
For  fellowship  with  noble  souls  and  wise 
Whose  hearts  beat  time  to  music  of  the  skies. 
Thankful  for  all,  etc. 

For  each  achievement  human  toil  can  reach, 
For  all  that  patriots  win,  and  poets  teach; 
For  the  old  light  that  gleams  on  history's  page. 
For  the  new  hope  that  shines  on  each  new  age. 
Thankful  for  all,  etc. 

May  we  to  Christ's  true  Light  be  ever  true — 
Find  hope  and  strength  and  bliss  for  ever  new ; 
Obey  with  joy  His  guidance  from  above, 
Follow  the  law  of  His  almighty  Love. 
Thankful  for  all,  etc.     Amen. 

^Frederick     M.     White.        (Refrain     added  >. 

130 

St.   Oswald   or   St.   Sylvester.  8.7.8.7. 

WORK,  it  is  thy  highest  mission; 

Work,  all  blessing  centres  there; 
Work  for  culture,  for  the  vision 

Of  the  true  and  good,  and  fair. 


150  LENT 


*Tis  of  knowledge  the  condition, 

Opening  still  new  fields  "beyond; 
'Tis  of  thought  the  full  fruition; 

'Tis  of  love  the  perfect  hond. 

Work;  "by  labour  comes  the  unsealing 
Of  the  thoughts  that  in  thee  "bum; 

Comes  in  action  the  revealing 
Of  the  truths  thou  hast  to  learn. 

"Work  in  helpful,  loving  union 

"With  thy  brethren  of  mankind; 
With  the  foremost  hold  communion, 

Succour  those  who  toil  behind. 

For  true  work  can  never  perish, 

And  thy  followers  in  the  way. 
For  thy  works  thy  name  shall  cherish; 

"Work,  while  it  is  called  to-day. 

"Work,  for  God  is  watching  o'er  thee; 

Thou  art  helping  in  His  plan; 
His  bright  Star  shall  go  before  thee, 

Guiding  in  thy  work  for  man.    Amen. 

F.    M.     White     (verse    added). 


Other    hymns    suitable   for    Lent    are: 

320.  I  know  not  what  may  befall  me. 
375.  O  Love  that  will  not  let  me  go. 
402.     Practice   of  the  Law   of   Love. 


I 


PALM  SUNDAY  151 


PALM  SUNDAY 


131 

St.     Theodulph.  7.6.  D 

ALL  glory,  laud,. and  honour 

To  Thee,  eternal  King, 
To  Whom  the  lips  of  children 

Made  sweet  hosannas  ring. 
All  glory,  etc. 

Thou  art  the  B^ng  of  Israel, 

Thou  David's  royal  Son, 
Who  in  the  Lord's  Name  comest, 

The  King  and  Blessed  One. 

All  glory,  etc. 

The  company  of  Angels 
Are  praising  Thee  on  high, 

And  mortal  men  and  all  things 
Created  make  reply. 

All  glory,  etc. 

The  people  of  the  Hehrews 
With  palms  before  Thee  went; 

Our  praise  and  prayer  and  anthems 
Before  Thee  we  present. 

All  glory,  etc. 

To  Thee  hefore  Thy  Passion 

They  sang  their  hymns  of  praise; 

To  Thee  now  high  exalted 
Our  melody  we  raise. 

All  glory,  etc. 


152  PALM  SUNDAY 


Thou  didst  accept  their  praises, 
Accept  the  prayers  we  bring, 

Who  in  all  good  delightest, 
Thou  good  and  gracious  King. 

All  glory,  etc.    Amen. 

tSt.    Theodulph  of  Orleans    (A.D.    821),    tr.  by   Dr.  J.   M.  Neale. 

Note  that  according  to  the  directions  in  our  Liturgy  (p.  81) 
the  refrain  is  repeated  by  the  choir  outside  the  Church  door  after 
the  first  verse  as  well  as  after  the  others.  The  organist  should 
therefore  begin  by  playing  the  first  half  of  the  tune  twice,  and  there- 
after  go   on  as   directed. 

132 

New    York.  7.6.D. 


HOSANNA  !    loud  hosannas 

The  little  children  sang; 
Through  pillared  court  and  temple 

That  heartfelt  anthem  rang; 
To  Christ,  Whose  Love  had  blessed  them 

Close   folded   to   His  breast, 
The  children  sang  their  praises, 

The  simplest  and  the  best. 

From  Olivet  they  follow, 

'Mid  that  exultant  crowd, 
The  victor's  palm-branch  waving 

And  shouting  clear  and  loud. 
Bright  Angels  join  the  chorus 

Beyond  the  cloudless  sky — 
Hosanna  in  the  highest 

Glory  to  God  on  high. 

Fair  leaves  of  silvery  olive 
They  strew  upon  the  ground, 

While  Salem's  circling  mountains 
Echo  the  joyful  sound. 


i 
i 


EASTER  153 


The  Lord  of  men  and  Angels 

Rides  on  In  lowly  state, 
Smiling  on  those  dear  children 

Who  on  His  bidding  wait. 

Hosanna  in  the  highest; 

That  ancient  song  we  sing, 
To  Christ  our  glorious  Leader 

Our  holy  Lord  and  King. 
O  may  we  ever  praise  Him 

With  heart  and  life  and  voice, 
And  in  His  blissful  presence 

Eternally  rejoice.    Amen.         tjeanettc  Threifaii. 


MAUNDY  THURSDAY 

See    Eucharistic    Hymns     Nors.    2  22-232. 


EASTER. 

133 

PROCESSTOX.VL 
Easter    Hymn,    Xo.    2.  ^s. 

CHRIST  our  Lord  is  risen  to-day,  Alleluia, 
Our  triumphant  holy  day,  Alleluia; 
Offer  we  our  praises  meet,  Alleluia, 
At  the  royal  Victor's  feet;   Alleluia. 

Love's  exalted  work  is  done.  Alleluia, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won,  Alleluia; 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high,  Alleluia, 
Sing,  ye  heavens;  thou  earth,  reply;  Alleluia. 
Lives  again  our  glorious  King,  Alleluia, 
Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting?    AUeluia ; 
Stone  nor  seal  impedes  His  rise,  Alleluia, 
Christ  hath  opened  Paradise;  Alleluia. 


154  EASTEE 


Scar  we  now  where  Christ  hath  led,  Alleluia, 
Following  our  exalted  Head;  Alleluia; 
Made  like  Him,  like  Him  we  rise;  Alleluia, 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies;  Alleluia. 

King  of  glory,  Soul  of  bliss.  Alleluia, 
Everlasting   life  is  this.  Alleluia; 
Thee  to  know  in  realms  above,  Alleluia, 
Thus  to  sing  and  thus  to  love;  Alleluia. 

Hymns  of  praise  then  let  us  sing,  Alleluia, 
Unto  Christ  our  Heavenly  King,  Alleluia; 
Throned  in  endless  might  and  power,  Alleluia, 
Lives  and  reigns  He  evermore;  Alleluia. 

Hail,  eternal  Love  on  high,  Alleluia, 
Hail,  Thou  King  of  Victory,  Alleluia; 
Hail,  Thou  Prince  of  life  adored.  Alleluia, 
Thee  we  worship,  glorious  Lord;  Alleluia. 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above,  Alleluia, 
Praise  eternal  as  His  love,  Alleluia; 
Praise  Him  all  ye  heavenly  Host,  Alleluia, 
Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost;  Alleluia.    Amen. 

Partly  from  Lyra  Davidica    (1708),   partly  by   C.  Wesley. 

134 

Alleluia.  8.7.D. 

ALLELUIA  !    Alleluia  !  « 

Hearts  to  Heaven  and  voices  raise; 
Sing  to  Christ  a  hymn  of  gladness. 

Sing  to  Christ  a  hymn  of  praise; 
Bring  your  harps,  and  bring  your  incense, 

Sweep  the  string  and  pour  the  lay; 
Let  the  earth  proclaim  His  wonders, 

King  of  that  celestial  day. 


EASTEE  155 


Christ  is  risen,  Christ  the  first-fruits 

Of  the  holy  harvest  field, 
Which  win  all  its  full  abundance 

At  His  second  Coming  yield; 
Then  the  golden  ears  of  harvest 

Will  their  heads  before  Him  wave. 
Ripened  by  His  glorious  sunshine 

From  the  furrows  of  the  grave. 

Christ  is  risen,  we  are  risen; 

Shed  upon  us  heavenly  grace, 
Rain,  and  dew,  and  gleams  of  glory 

From  the  brightness  of  Thy  Face; 
That  we,  with  our  hearts  in  Heaven, 

Here  on  earth  may  fruitful  be. 
And  by  Angel-hands  be  gathered. 

And  be  ever.  Lord,  with  Thee. 

Alleluia  !     Alleluia  ! 

Glory  be  to  Grod  on  high; 
Alleluia  !     Christ  Eternal, 

Thou  hast  gained  the  victory; 
Alleluia  to  the  Spirit, 

Fount  of  love  and  sanctity; 
Alleluia  !    Alleluia  ! 

To  the  Triune  Majesty.    Amen. 

tBp.    C.    Wordsworth. 

135 

Beacon  Light  or  Morning   Song.  8.7.T. 

BY  Thy  glorious  Resurrection, 

Risen  Lord,  to  Thee  we  pray. 
Grant  the  fullest,  deepest  meaning 

To  our  Easter- joy  to-day; 


156  EASTEB 

May  we,   chanting  alleluias 
For  Thine  Easter- victory, 
Now  be  dead  to  all  that's  evil, 
Evermore  alive  to  Thee; 

Ever  pressing  towards  perfection. 

This  will  Easter- joy  afford, 
Children  of  the  Resurrection, 
Rising  with  our  Risen  Lord. 

Thus  may  we,  triumphant  Saviour, 
In  Thine  Easter- triumphs  share. 
Rise  from  sin  and  sinful  pleasures, 
Rise  from  earth  and  earthly  care; 
Purer  aims  and  nobler  motives. 

Give  us  hearts  with  Thine  above, 
More  devotion  to  Thy  Service, 
More  of  Thine  unselfish  love; 

So  the  nearer  to  perfection 
Every  Easter  may  we  be. 
Children  of  the  Resurrection, 
Ever  rising  nearer  Thee. 

But.  O  Lord,  we  chiefly  pray  Thee 
Grant  our  Easter- joy  to  prove 
But  a  foretaste  of  the  eternal 
Easter- joy  in  heaven  above; 
When  this  Lent  of  life  is  over, 

No  more  Paasiontide  to  keep, 
And  the  Angels  shall  awake  us 
From  the  Easter-eve  of  sleep; 

Then  in  glorious  perfection 

May  we  rise,  O  Lord,  to  Thee, 
Children  of  the  Resurrection, 
Endless  Easter- joy  to  see.   Amen. 

Colonel   W.  H.   Turton. 


EASTER  157 


136 

St.   John   Damascene   or  St.   Joseph   of    the    Studium. 

7.6.D.    (Trochaic). 

COME,  ye  faithful,  raise  the  strain 

Of  triumphant  gladness; 
God  hath  brought  His  Israel 

Into  joy  from  sadness; 
Loosed  from  Pharaoh's  bitter  yoke 

Jacob's  sons  and  daughters; 
Led  them  with  unmoistened  foot 

Through  the  Red  Sea  waters. 

'Tis  the  Spring  of  souls  to-day; 

Christ  hath  burst  His  prison, 
And  from  three  days'  sleep  in  death 

As  a  sun  hath  risen; 
All  the  winter  of  our  sins, 

Long  and  dark,  is  flying 
From  His  Light,  to  Whom  we  give 

Laud  and  praise  undying. 

Now  the  Queen  of  seasons,  bright 

With  the  Day  of  splendour, 
With  the  royal  Feast  of  feasts. 

Comes  its  joy  to  render; 
Comes  to  glad  Jerusalem, 

Who  with  true  affection 
Welcomes  in  unwearied  strains 

Jesu's  Resurrection. 

Neither  might  the  gates  of  death, 

Nor  the  tomb's  dark  portal, 
Nor  the  watchers,  nor  the  seal 

Hold  Thee  as  a  mortal; 


158  EASTBK 

But  to-day  amidst  Thine  own 

Thou  dost  stand,  "bestowing 
That  Thy  peace  which  evermore 

Passeth  human  knowing. 

Glory  to  the  Father  he, 

To  the  Son  all  glory 
That  to-day  we  celehrate 

Easter's  wondrous  story; 
Glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost, 

Fire  of  love  supernal, 
Glory  to  the  Three  in  One, 

Equal,  co-eternal.    Amen. 

St.   John   of  Damascus    (A.D.  750),    tr.   by   Dr.    J.    M.    Neale. 


137 

Yorkshire.  lOs.    (six   lines). 

EASTER  !  the  word  is  music  in  our  ears: 
Christ  rises  glorious;  spread  the  news  abroad 

O  weary  men,  beset  by  cares  and  fears, 
Claim  ye  your  Father's  Kingdom,  sons  of  God, 

Christ,  rising  glorious,  rises  not  alone: 

For  in  His  victory  ye  behold  your  own. 

What  came  from  God  must  unto  God  return; 

That  Easter  dawn  shall  end  the  longest  night: 
Yea,  though  the  spark  within  us  feebly  burn, 

'Tis  kindled   from  the  Uncreated  Light. 
The  spark  shall  glow,  shall  rise  a  living  flame. 
And  we  o'ercome,  as  He,  our  Lord,  o'ercame. 

O  Light  of  Light.  Who.  through  unaglng  hours, 
Art  with  us  all  the  days  until  the  end, 


EASTEE  159  • 


Master  of  Wisdom,  Lord  of  Heavenly  Powers, 

King  of  Compassion,  Shepherd,  Brother,  Friend, 
By  this  Thine  Easter  triumph,  hid  us  learn 
What  came  from  God  shall  unto  God  return. 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Only  Son, 
And  God  the  Holy  Ghost  he  worship  due; 

Daily  our  homage  to  our  King  is  done, 
Yet  holy  Easter  brings  us  vigour  new 

To  thank  and  bless  the  glorious  Three  in  One, 

Eternal  Splendour,  ever-radiant  Sun.    Amen. 

Rev.    C.   W.    Scott-Moncrieff. 

138 

Vesper  Hymn.*  8.7.    (ten  lines). 

HARK,  ten  thousand  thousand  voices 

Sing  the  song  of  Jubilee; 
Earth  through  all  her  tribes  rejoices, 

Broke  her  long  captivity. 
Now  the  theme  in   rolling   thunders 

Through  the  universe  is  rung, 
Now  in  gentler  tones  the  wonders 

Of  eternal  Love  are  sung. 

Hail,  Emmanuel,  great  Deliverer, 
Hail,  Emmanuel,  praise  to  Thee. 

Lo,  the  anthem  everlasting, 

Joyful  sing  the  heavenly  host; 
While  their  crowns  of  glory  casting 

At  His  feet,  their  chosen  post; 
Wider  now,  and  louder  pealing, 

Swells  and  soars  the  enraptured  strain; 
Now,  in  numbers  softly  stealing, 

Hark,  the  Conqueror's  praise  again. 
Hail,  Emmanuel,  etc. 


^60  EASTEE 


Hasten  that  great  consummation, 
That  bright  climax  of  mankind, 
When  each  distant  tribe  and  nation 
Takes  the  bliss  by  God  designed; 
Loud  the  Victor's  trump  be  sounded, 

Let  the  joyous  echoes  roU, 
Till  a  sea  of  bliss  unbounded 
Spreads  o'er  earth  from  pole  to  pole. 
Hail,  Emmanuel,  etc. 

With  the  universal  chorus 

We  the  noblest  songs  woiQd  raise; 
Christ  our  King,  Who  goes  before  us 

Lives  for  ever  in  our  days. 
O  come  quickly,  King  most  glorious, 

O'er  the  expectant  world  to  reign; 
Thee  we  hail,  O  All- Victorious 

Heaven  and  earth  repeat  the  strain — 
Hail,   Emmanuel,   etc.     Amen. 

tJ.    Garrett. 

^The   first    line   of    the    music   must    be  repeated    to    the   third    and 
(ourth    lines    of   each    verse. 

139 

O  Filii  et  Filise.  888.4. 

O  SONS  and  daughters,  let  us  sing  ! 
The  King  of  Heaven,  the  glorious  King, 
O'er  death  to-day  rose  triumphing. 
Alleluia  ! 

That  Easter  Mom,  at  break  of  day, 
The  faithful  women  went  their  way 
To  seek  the  tomb  where  Jesus  lay. 
Alleluia  ! 


EA8TER  161 


An  Angel  clad  in  white  they  see, 
Who  sat,  and  spake  unto  the  three, 
"Your  Lord  doth  go  to  Galilee." 
Alleluia  ! 

That  night  the  Apostles  met  in  fear: 
Amidst  them  came  their  Lord  most  dear, 
And  said,  "My  peace  be  on  all  here." 
Alleluia  ! 

When  Thomas  first  the  tidings  heard. 
How  they  had  seen  the  risen  Lord, 
He  doubted  the  disciples'  word. 
Alleluia  ! 

How  blest  are  they  who  have  not  seen, 
And  yet  whose  faith  hath  constant  been. 
For  they  eternal  life  shall  win. 
Alleluia  ! 

On  this  most  holy  Day  of  days, 
To  God  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
In  laud,  and  jubilee,  and  praise. 
Alleluia  ! 

And  we  with  Holy  Church  unite. 
As  is  most  just  and  meet  and  right. 
In  glory  to  the  King  of  Light. 

Alleluia  !     Amen. 

Thirteenth  Century  Hymn,   tr.  by  Dr.   T.   M.   Neale   and   othprs. 

140 

Rllacorabe   or  New    York.  7.6.D. 

THE  Day  of  Resurrection  ! 

Earth,  tell  it  out  abroad; 
The  Passover  of  gladness, 

The  Passover  of  God  ! 


162  EASTER 


From  death  to  life  eternal, 

From  earth  imto  the  sky, 
Our  Christ  hath  brought  us  over 

With  hymns  of  victory. 

Our  hearts  he  pure  from  evil, 

That  we  may  see  aright 
The  Lord  in  rays  eternal 

Of  resurrection-light; 
And,  listening  to  His  accents, 

May  hear  so  calm  and  plain 
His  own  "All  hail"  and,  hearing, 

May  raise  the  victor  strain. 

Now  let  the  heavens  he  joyful, 

And  earth  her  song  begin. 
The  round  world  keep  high  triumph, 

And  all  that  is  therein; 
Let  all  things  seen  and  unseen 

Their  notes  of  gladness  blend, 
For  Christ  the  Lord  is  risen. 

Our  Joy  that  hath  no  end. 

O  Father  ever  glorious, 

O  everlasting  Son, 
O  Spirit  all  victorious, 

Thrice  Holy  Three  in  One, 
Great  God  of  every  nation, 

Whom  earth  and  heaven  adore, 
Praise,   glory,  adoration, 

Be  Thine  for  evermore.     Amen. 

tSt.   John  of    Damascus    (A.D.    750),    tr.    by    Dr.    J.    M.    Neale. 


EASTEE  163 


141 

The  Foe,  Irregular. 

THE  foe  behind,  the  deep  before, 
Our  hosts  have  dared  and  passed  the  sea; 

And  Pharaoh's  warriors  strew  the  shore, 
And  Israel's  ransomed  tribes  are  free. 

Lift  up,  lift  up  your  voices  now  ! 
The  whole  wide  world  rejoices  now; 
The  Lord  hath  triumphed  gloriously, 
The  Lord  shall  reign  victoriously. 

Happy  morrow, 
Turning  sorrow 

Into  peace  and  mirth; 
Bondage  ending, 
Love  descending 

O'er  the  earth. 

Seals  assuring, 
Guards  securing. 

Watch  His  earthly  prison; 
Seals  are  shattered, 
Guards  are  scattered; 

Christ  is  risen  ! 

No  longer  must  the  mourners  weep, 
Nor  call  departed  Christians  dead; 

For  death  is  hallowed  into  sleep. 
And  every  grave  becomes  a  bed. 

Now  once  more 

Eden's  door 
Open  stands  to  mortal  eyes; 
For  Christ  hath  risen,  and  man  shall  rise. 


164  EASTEE 


Now  at  last, 

Old  tMngs  past, 
Hope,  and  joy,  and  peace  begin: 
For  Christ  hath  won,  and  man  shall  win. 

It  is  not  exile,  rest  on  high; 

It  is  not  sadness,  peace  from  strife; 
To  fall  asleep  is  not  to  die; 

To  dwell  with  Christ  is  better  life. 

Where  our  banner  leads  us 

We  may  safely  go; 
Where  our  Chief  precedes  us 

We  may  face  the  foe. 

His  right  arm  is  o'er  us, 

He  our  Guide  will  be: 
Christ  hath  gone  before  us. 

Christians,  follow  ye  !     Amen. 

Ancient  Carol    (probably  Greek),  tr.  by  Dr.   J.   M.    Neale, 


Other   hymns   suitable   for    this    season   are : 

264.  All    people    that    on    earth    do    dwell. 

298.  God   is   the   King   of   Glory. 

304.  God    of    wisdom,     God    of    grace. 

327.  Immortal,    invisible. 

333.  Infinite    God,    to    Thee    we    raise. 

339.  Let    us    with    a    gladsome    mind. 

359.  Now   thank   we   all   our   God. 

379.  O  praise  ye  the   Lord. 

385.  O    worship     the    King. 

391.  Our   Christ   shall  reign. 

403.  Praise   the   Lord,    His    glories  show. 

404.  Praise  the    Lord,    ye  heavens    adore  Him. 

405.  Praise    we    our    Master. 

411.  Sing   praise  to    God    Who    reigns   above. 

417.  Songs    of    praise    the    Angels    sang. 

425.  Tell    it   out    among    the    people. 


THE  ASCENSION  165 


THE  ASCENSION 


PROCESSIONAL 

142 

Easter  Hymn,    No.  2.  7s.D. 

HAIL  the  Day  that  sees  Him  rise,  Alleluia, 
To  His  throne  beyond  our  skies,  Alleluia. 
Glory  to  the  conquering  King,  Alleluia, 
Glory  let  creation  sing,  Alleluia. 

There  for  Him  high  triumph  waits,  Alleluia, 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates,  Alleluia. 
He  hath  vanc[Uished  death  and  sin,  Alleluia. 
Take  the  King  of  Glory  in,  Alleluia. 

Lo,  the  heaven  its  Lord  receives,  Alleluia, 
Yet  He  loves  the  earth  He  leaves,  AUeluia, 
Though  returning  to  His  throne,  Alleluia, 
Still  He  calls  mankind  His  own,   Alleluia. 

Now  he  lifts  His  Hands  ahove,  Alleluia, 
Flooding  Heaven  and  earth  with  love.  Alleluia. 
He,  ascending,  doth  bestow,  Alleluia, 
Blessings  on  His  Church  below.  Alleluia. 

Though  He  gains  that  wondrous  height,  Alleluia, 
Far  above  our  earthly  sight.  Alleluia, 
Still  within  that  Church  He  lives,  Alleluia,    . 
Sacramental  strength  He  gives,  Alleluia. 

Soon  our  Lord  will  come  again,  Alleluia, 
Ever  in  our  hearts  to  reign,  Alleluia. 
Quickly  come,  all-glorious  King,  Alleluia, 
Thus  thy '  loving  servants  sing.  Alleluia. 


166  THE  ASCENSION 


Sing  we  to  our  God  above,  Alleluia, 
Praise   eternal  as  His  love,   Alleluia. 
Praise  Him,  all  ye  heavenly  Host,  Alleluia, 
Father,  Sou  and  Holy  Ghost.  Alleluia.     Amen. 

?C.    Wesley    (A.D.    1739). 

143 

Diademata.  D.S.M. 

CROWN  Him  with  many  crowns. 

Our  Christ  upon  His  Throne; 
Let  all  the  nations  worship  Him, 

His  praise  let  all  intone, 

Loud  let  His  glory  ring, 

Ruler  of  earth  and  sea; 
We  hail  Him  as  our  radiant  King 

Through  all  eternity. 

Crown  Him  the  Lord  of  Love 

The  God  Incarnate  horn, 
The  Life  outpouring  from  above 

That  in  us  life  may  dawn. 

Fruit  of  the  mystic  Rose 

As  of  that  Rose  the  Stem; 
The  Root  whence  beauty  ever  flows, 

The  Babe  of  Bethlehem. 

Crown  Him  the  Lord  of  peace, 

Whose  power  a  sceptre  sways 
From  pole  to  pole,  that  war  may  cease, 

And  all  be  joy  and  praise: 

His  reign  shall  know  no  end, 

And  round  His  sacred  Feet 
Fair   flowers  of   Paradise   extend 

Their  fragrance  ever  sweet. 


THE   ASCENSION  16^ 


Crown  Him  the  Lord  of  life 

Who  triumphed  o'er  the  grave. 
And  rose  victorious  in  the  strife 

For  those  He  came  to  save. 

His  glories  now  we  sing 

Who  died  and  rose  on  high. 
Who  died  eternal  life  to  hring 

And  lives  that  death  may  die. 

Crown  Him  the  Lord  of  might, 

The  King  of  Kings  alone, 
Maker  of  all,  serene  and  bright 

On  His  eternal  throne; 

On  the  broad  sea  of  light 

Whose  everlasting  waves 
Eeflect  His  throne — the  Infinite 

Who  lives  and  loves  and  saves. 

Crown  Him  the  Lord  of  years, 

The  Potentate  of  time, 
Creator  of  the  rolling  spheres, 

Ineffably   Sublime: 

Hail,  mighty  Victor,  hail  ! 

All  life  comes  forth  from  Thee; 
Thy  praise  shall  never,  never  fail 

Throughout  eternity.     Amen. 

JMatthew    Bridges    and    Rev.    G.    Thring:. 

144 

Benson.  P.M. 

GOD  is  gone  up  with  a  merry  noise 

Of  Saints  that  sing  on  high, 
With  His  own  right  hand  and  His  holy  arm 

He  hath  won  the  victory. 


168  THE   ASCENSION 


He  hath  gained  a  throne  and  a  royal  crown 

In  the  heavens  far  away, 
Yet  through  good  and  ill  He  standeth  still 

By  His  servant's  side  alway. 

Now  conquered  is  the  fear  of  death 

And  crushed  thy  sting,  despair; 
And  roses  bloom  in  the  desert  tomb; 

Our  Master  hath  been  there. 
And  He  hath  bound  the  powers  of  ill, 

Ascending  thus  on  high, 
And  captive  behind  His  chariot-wheel 

He  hath  bound  captivity. 

He  hath  risen  to-day  in  the  clouds  of  heaven 

To  show  forth  His  victory, 
Yet  His  faithful  ones  He  will  never  forsake 

Through  the  days  of  eternity. 
So  to  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost 

All  glory  shall  ever  be, 
For  He  is  the  King  of  earth  and  heaven, 

One  God,  yet  in  Persons  Three,    i^en. 

Based   on  Bp.    R.   Heber. 

145 

Rex   Glorine   or   St.   Casimir.  .  8.7.D. 

SEE  the  Conqueror  mounts  in  triumph, 

See  the  King  in  royal  state 
Riding  on  the  clouds  His  chariot, 

To  His  heavenly  palace  gate; 
Hark  !  the  choirs  of  Angel  voices 

Joyful  Alleluias  sing. 
And  the  portals  high  are  lifted 

To  receive  their  Heavenly  King. 


THE  ASCENSION  i6d 


Wlio  is  this  that  comes  in  glory, 

With  the  trump  of  jubilee? 
Lord  of  battles,  God  of  armies 

He  has  gained  the  victory; 
Now  He  reigns,  adored  by  Angels; 

Man  with  God  is  on  the  throne; 
Mighty  Lord,  in  Thine  Ascension, 

We  by  faith  behold  our  own. 

Lift  us  up  from  earth  to  Heaven, 

Give  us  wings  of  faith  and  love, 
Gales  of  holy  aspiration 

Wafting  us  to  realms  above; 
That,  with  hearts  and  minds  uplifted, 

We  with  Christ  our  Lord  may  dwell, 
When  He  sits  enthroned  in  glory 

In  His  heavenly  citadel. 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Father; 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Son, 
Eisen  and  ascended  for  us, 

Who  the  heavenly  realm  has  won; 
Glory  to  the  Holy  Spirit; 

To  One  God  in  Persons  Three, 
Glory  both  in  earth  and  Heaven, 

Gloiy,  endless  glory  be.    Amen. 


tBp.    C.    Wordsworth. 


Other    hymns    suitable    for    Asceusiontide    are: 

261.     All    hail    the  power   of   Jesu's    Name. 
450.     Thou   art   gone   up,    O  Lord,   on   high. 


1?0  WHITSUNDAY 


WHITSUN-DAY 
(AND  OTHER  FESTIVALS   OF   THE  HOLY   SPIRIT) 


146 

Armageddon.  6.5.T. 

BLESS  us,  Tliou  That  broodest 

O'er  the  watery  deep. 
Waking  all  creation 

From  its  primal  sleep. 
Holy  Spirit,  breathing 

Breath  of  Life  Divine, 
Breathe  into  our  spirits, 
Blending  them  with  Thine. 

Light  and  Life  Immortal, 

Bless  us  as  we  raise 
Joyous  hearts  and  voices, 
Full  of  love  and  praise. 

When  the  sun  ariseth 
In  a  cloudless  sky, 
May  we  feel  Thy  Presence. 

Holy  Spirit,  nigh; 
Shed  Thy  radiance  o'er  us, 
Keep  it  cloudless  still 
•  Through  the  day  before  us, 

Perfecting  Thy  Will. 

Light  and  Life,  etc. 

When  the  fight  is  fiercest 

In  the  noonday  heat, 
Keep  us,  Holy  Spirit, 

At  our  Master's  Feet, 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT  171 


There  to  stand  all-steadfast 

Till  our  work  is  done, 
There  to  fight  the  battle 

Till  the  victory's  won. 

Light  and  Life,  etc. 

If  the  day  be  falling 

Softly  as  it  goes, 
Peacefully  and  sweetly 

Sinking  to  its  close, 
May  Thy  Lovingkindness, 

Shining  from  on  high, 
Cast  a  ray  of  glory 

O'er  our  evening  sky. 

Light  and  Life,  etc. 

Morning,  noon  and  evening, 

Whensoe'er  it  be, 
Grant  us,  gracious  Spirit, 

Quickening  life  in  Thee; 
Life,  that  gives  us,  living, 

Life  of  heavenly  love; 
Life,  that  brings  us,  dying, 

Life  from  heaven  above. 
Light  and  Life,  etc. 

Radiant  Holy  Spirit, 

Light  and  Fire  of  Love, 
Thy  pure  flame  pervadeth 

Earth  and  heaven  above. 
With  the  mighty  Father, 

With  His  glorious  Son. 
Thou  art  ever  worshipped, 

Three  Who  yet  are  One. 

Light  and  Life,  etc.    Amen. 

tRev.    G.    Thring. 


172  THE  HOLY  SPIEIT 


147 

Nova    vita.  S.M. 

BREATHE  on  me,  Breath  of  God, 

Fill  me  with  life  anew, 
That  I  may  love  what  Thou  dost  love, 

And  do  what  Thou  wouldst  do. 

Breathe  on  me,  Breath  of  God, 

Until  my  heart  is  pure; 
Until  my  will  is  one  with  Thine 

To  do,  and  to  endure. 

Breathe  on  me.  Breath  of  God, 

Tm  I  am  wholly  Thine; 
Until  this  earthly  part  of  me 

Glows  with  Thy  Fire  Divine. 

Breathe  on  me,  Breath  of  God, 

So   shall  I  never   die. 
But  live  with  Thee  the  perfect  life 

Of   Thine    Eternity. 

Breathe  on  me,  Breath  of  God, 

That  I  may  Thee  adore, 
Linked  with  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

One  God  for  evermore.    Amen. 

■'■Dean    Edwin    Hatch. 

148 

Hurslpy.  T..M. 

COME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above; 
Be  Thou  our  Guardian,  Thou  our  Guide, 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 


THE   HULi^   SPIRIT  173 

The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 
And  make  us  know  and  choose  Thy  way; 
Plant  heavenly  love  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  Way, 
Nor  let  us  from  His  pastures  stray; 
Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 
That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God. 

Lead  us  to  Heaven,  that  we  may  share 
Fullness  of  joy  for  ever  there; 
Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest. 
To  he  with  Him  for  ever  hlest. 

Praise  God,  from  Whom  all  blessings  flow. 
Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below, 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  Host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.  Amen. 

tRev.    S.    Browne. 

149 

Ilfracombe    or  St.   Flavian.  CM. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  Eternal  God, 

Proceeding  from  above, 
Both  from  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

The  God  of  peace  and  love; 

Inspire  our  minds,  into  our  hearts 

Thy  heavenly  grace  instil; 
That  truth  and  godliness  we  may 

Pursue  with  fervent  will. 

Thou  in  Thy  gifts  are  manifold; 

By  them  Christ's  Church  doth  stand; 
In  faithful  hearts  Thou  writ'st  Thy  law. 

The  Finger  of  God's  hand. 


174  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT 

According  to  Thy  promise,  Lord, 
Thou  givest  speech  with  grace, 

That  through  Thy  help  God's  praises  may 
Resound  in  every  place. 

O  Holy  Ghost,  into   our  minds 
Send  down  Thy  Heavenly  Light; 

Inflame  our  hearts  with  fervent  zeal 
To  serve  God  day  and  night. 

Our  weakness  strengthen  and  confirm, 
For,  Lord,  Thou  know'st  us  frail; 

That  never  selfish  word   or  thought 
Against  us  may  prevail. 

Put  back  our  enemy  from  us. 

And  help  us  to  obtain 
Peace  in  our  hearts  with  God  and  man — 

The  best,  the  truest  gain; 

Of  strife,  of  hatred  and  of  guile, 
Dissolve,  O  Lord,  the  bands, 

And  knit  the  knots  of  peace  and  love 
Throughout  all  Christian  lands. 

Grant  us  the  power  to  recognize 

The  Father  of  all  might, 
That  we  of  His  beloved  Son 

May  gain  the  blissful  sight; 

And  that  we  may  with  perfect  faith 

Ever  acknowledge   Thee. 
O   Spirit.  Father,  holy  Son. 

One  God  in  Persons  Three. 


I 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT  175 


To  God  the  Father  laud  and  praise, 

And  to  His  Blessed  Son, 
And  to  the  Spirit,  Flame  of  Love, 

Co-equal  Three  in  One;     Amen* 

tFrom  the   Book  of  Common   Prayer. 

150 

Veui  Sancte   Spiritus.  7s.   (six  lines). 

COME,  Thou  Holy  Spirit,  come; 
And  from  Thy  celestial  home 

Shed  a  ray  of  light  Divine; 
Come,  Thou  Father  of  the  poor, 
Come,  Thou  Source  of  all  our  store, 

Come,  within  our  hosoms  shine. 

Thou  of  Comforters  the  best, 

Thou  art  man's  most  welcome  guest, 

Sweet  refreshment  here  below; 
In  our  labour  rest  most  sweet, 
Grateful  coolness  in  the  heat. 

Solace  in  the  midst  of  woe. 

O  most  Blessdd  Light  Divine, 
Shine  within  these  hearts  of  Thine, 

And  our  inmost  being  fill; 
Where  Thou  art  not,  man  hath  nb,aght, 
Nothing  good  in  deed  or  thought. 

Nothing  free  from  taint  of  ill. 

Heal  our  wounds;  our  strength  renew; 
On  our  dryness  pour  Thy  dew; 

Wash  the  stains  of  guilt  away; 
Bend  the  stubborn  heart  and  will; 
Melt  the  frozen,  warm  the  chill; 

Guide  the  steps  that  go  astray. 


17G  THE  HOLY  SPIEIT 


Charity. 


On  the  faithful,  who  adore 
And  confess  Thee,  evermore 

In  Thy  sevenfold  gifts  descend; 
Give  them  virtue's  sure  reward. 
In  Thy  constant  presence,  Lord, 

Give  them  joys  that  never  end.    Amen. 

Ancient    Sequence,    tr.    by   Rev.    E.    Caswall. 

151 

7  7  7. .5. 

GRACIOUS  SPIRIT,  Holy  Ghost, 
Taught  hy  Thee,  we  covet  most 
Of  Thy  gifts  at  Pentecost 
Holy,  heavenly  love. 

Love  is  kind,  and  suffers  long; 
Love  is  meek  and  thinks  no  wrong. 
Love,  than  death  itself  more  strong; 
Therefore  give  us  love. 

Prophecy  will  fade  away, 
Melting  in  the  light  of  day; 
Love  will  ever  with  us  stay; 
Therefore  give  us  love. 

iaith  will  vanish  into  sight, 
Hope  he  emptied  in  delight, 
Love  in  heaven  will  shine  more  bright; 
Therefore  give  us  love. 

Faith  and  hope  and  love  we  see 
Joining  hand  in  hand  agree; 
But  the  greatest  of  the  three. 
And  the  hest,  is  love. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT  171 


From  the  overshadowing 
Of  Thy  gold  and  silver  wing 
Shed  on  us,  who  to  Thee  sing, 
Holy,  heavenly  love.    Amen. 

Bp.   C.   Wordsworth. 

152 

Weber   or    Ephraim.  78. 

HOLY  SPIRIT,  Truth  Divine, 
In  Thy  glory  on  me  shine; 
Word  of  God  and  inward  Light, 
Wake  my  spirit,  clear  my  sight. 

Holy   Spirit,  Love  Divine, 
•    Glow  within  this  heart  of  mine; 
Kindle  every  high  desire. 
Perish  self  in  Thy  pure  fire  ! 

Holy  Spirit,  Might  Divine, 
Fill  and  nerve  this  will  of  mine; 
By  Thee  may  I  strongly  live, 
That  I  power  and  comfort  give. 

Holy  Spirit,  Right  Divine, 
Reign  within  this  heart  of  mine; 
Be  my  Lord,  and  I  shall  he 
Firmly  bound,  yet  ever  free. 

Holy  Spirit,  Peace  Divine, 
Still  this  restless  heart  of  mine; 
Speak  to  calm  this  tossing  sea, 
Stayed  in  Thy  tranquillity. 

Holy  Spirit,  Joy  Divine, 
Gladden  Thou  this  heart  of  mine; 
In  the  desert  ways  I  sing; 
Spring,  O  Well,  for  ever  spring  ! 


178  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT 


Holy  Spirit,  Light  Divine, 
Praise  and  majesty  be  Thine, 
With  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Who  with  Thee  are  ever  One.    Amen. 

tSamuel    Longfellow. 

153 

Franconia.  S.M. 

LORD  GOD  the  Holy  Ghost, 
In  this  accepted  hour, 
As  on  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
Descend  in  aU  Thy  power. 

We  meet  with  one  accord 
In  our  appointed  place. 
And  wait  the  promise  of  our  Lord, 
The  Spirit  of  all  grace. 

Like  mighty  rushing  wind 
Upon  the  waves  beneath, 
Move  with  one  impulse  every  mind. 
One  soul,  one  feeling,  breathe: 

The  young,  the  old,  inspire 
With  wisdom  from  above; 
And  give  us  hearts  and  tongues  of  fire, 
To  worship,  praise  and  love. 

Spirit  of  Ught,  explore, 
And  chase  our  gloom  away. 
With  lustre  shining  more  and  more 
Unto  the  perfect  day. 

Spirit  of  truth,  be  Thou 
In  life  and  death  our  Guide; 
O  Spirit  of  adoption,  now 
May  we  be  sanctified. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT  179 


Lord  God  the  Holy  Ghost, 
With  Father  and  with  Son, 
By  men  and  by  the  Angel-host 
Homage  to  Thee  he  done  !    Amen. 

Rev.    J.   Montgomery. 

154 

St.    Cuthbert.  8.6.8.4. 

O  GOD  the  Spirit,  King  of  Flame. 

Most  holy  Fire  of  Love, 
Thy  Church  Thy  glory  doth  acclaim 
Below,  ahove. 

Once  camest  Thou,  a  hovering  Dove, 
With  sheltering  wings  outspread 
The  holy  balm  of  peace  and  love 
On  all  to  shed. 

Again  Thou  camest  as  a  Fire 

On  that  first  Pentecost; 
And  still  Thou  comest  to  inspire 

Each  reverent  host. 

Our  great  Encourager  art  Thou, 

Promoting  brotherhood; 
Thou,  as  of  old,  so  here  and  now 

Sole  Source  of  good. 

Thou  comest,  blessing  to  impart, 

A  gracious  willing  Guest, 
When  Thou  canst  find  one  humble  heart 
Wherein  to  rest. 

Thine  is  that  gentle  voice  we  hear. 

Soft  as  the  breath  of  even 
That  checks  each  fault,  that  calms  each  fear, 
And  speaks  of  Heaven. 


180  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT 

For  every  virtue  we  possess, 
And  every  conquest  won, 
And  every  thought  of  holiness 

Are  Thine  alone. 

Spirit  of  purity  and  grace, 

Our  weakness  pitying  see; 
O  make  our  hearts  Thy  dwelling-place 
And  worthier  Thee. 

O  praise  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 

Blest  Spirit,  praise  to  Thee; 
All  praise  to  God,  the  Three  in  One, 

The  One  in  Three  !    Amen. 

Based    on    Harriett    Auber. 

155 

St.    Francis.  CM. 

O    HOLY    GHOST,    Thy   people  bless 

Who  long  to  feel  Thy  might, 
And  fain  would  grow  in  holiness 

As  children  of  the  light. 

To  Thee  we  bring.  Who  art  the  Lord, 

Ourselves  to  he  Thy  throne; 
Let  every  thought,  and  deed,  and  werd 

Thy  pure  dominion  own. 

Life-giving  Spirit,  o'er  us  move. 

As  on  the  formless  deep; 
Give  life  and  order,  light  and  love, 

Where  now  Is  death  or  sleep. 


Great  Gift  of  our  ascended  King, 

His  saving  truth  reveal; 
Our  tongues  inspire  His  praise  to  sing. 

Qur  liearts  His  love  to  feel. 


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THE  HOLY  SPIRIT  181 


True  Wind  of  Heaven,  from  south  or  north, 

Through  joy  or  sorrow,  blow; 
The  garden-spices  shall  spring  forth 

If  Thou  wilt  hid  them  flow. 

O  Holy  Ghost,   of  sevenfold  might, 

All  graces  come  from  Thee; 
Grant  us  to  know  and  serve  aright 

One  God  in  Persons  Three.    Amen. 

tSir    H,    W     Baker. 

156 

ihop,  L.M. 

O  HOLY  SPIEIT,  from  above 

Of  holiness  the  essence  shower, 
Of  wise  discernment,  humble  love, 

And  zeal,  and  unity,  and  power. 

The  Spirit  of  convincing  speech. 

Of  power  demonstrative,  impart, 
Such  as  may  every  conscience  reach, 

And  sound  the  unawakened  heart; 

The  Spirit  of  refining  fire, 

Searching  the  inmost  of  the  mind, 

To  purge  all  fierce  and  foul  desire. 
And  kindle  life  more  pure  and  kind; 

The  Spirit  breathe  of  inward  life,  • 
Which  in  our  hearts  Thy  laws  may  write; 

Then  grief  expires,  and  pain,  and  strife, 
'Tis  nature  all,  and  all  delight. 

O  Holy  Spirit,  Royal  One, 

All  glory  we  ascribe  to  Thee, 
Who,  with  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

Dost  live  and  reign  eternally.     Amen. 

tDr.    Henry    More    and     others. 


.82 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT 


Abridge. 


157 

O  HOLY  SPIRIT,  Lord  of  grace, 

Eternal  Fount  of  love, 
Inflame,  we  pray,  our  inmost  hearts 

With  fire  from  Heaven  ahove. 

As  Thou  in  hond  of  love  dost  join 
The  Father  and  the  Son, 

So  fill  us  all  with  mutual  love 
And  knit  our  hearts  in  one. 

All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 

All  glory  to  the  Son, 
All  glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee, 

While  endless  ages  run.    Amen. 


CM. 


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C,   Coffin    (A.D.    1736),    tr.   by    Rev.    John    Chandler. 


St.    Agnes. 


158 


CM. 


SPIRIT  Divine,  pour  forth  Thy  Love 
As  here  we  make  our  vow; 

Descend  with  all  Thy  glorious  powers, 
p  come.  Great  Spirit,  now  ! 

Come  as  the  Light:  to  us  reveal 

Our  emptiness  and  woe: 
And  lead  us  in  those  paths  of  life, 

Where  all  the  righteous  go. 

Come  as  the  Fire,  and  purge  our  hearts 

Like  sacrificial  flame; 
Let  our  whole  soul  an  offering  be 

To  our  great  Master's  Name. 


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THE  HOLY  SPIRIT  183 


Come  as  the  Dew,  and  sweetly  bless 

This   consecrated  hour; 
May  barrenness  rejoice  to  own 

Thy  fertilizing  power. 

Come  as  the  Dove,  and  spread  Thy  wings, 

The  wings  of  perfect  love; 
And  let  Thy  Church  on  earth  become 

Blest  as  the  Church  above. 

Spirit  of  Truth,  these  hearts  of  ours 

With  love  and  peace  endow; 
Descend  with  all  Thy  heavenly  powers, 

O  come,  Great  Spirit,  now  !    Amen. 


JRev.    A.    Reed. 


159 

St.    Alban    or    Esca    Viatorum.  8.8.6.D. 

SPIRIT  of  light  and  unison, 
Who  from  the  Father  and  the  Son 

Dost  equally  proceed. 
Inflame  our  hearts  with  holy  fire, 
Our  lips  with  eloquence  inspire, 

And  strengthen  us  in  need. 

The  Father  and  the  Son  through  Thee 
Are  linked  in  perfect  unity. 

And  everlasting  love; 
Ineffably  Thou  dost  pervade 
All  nature;  and.  Thyself  unswayed, 

The  whole  creation  move. 


184  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT 


O  unexhausted  Fount  of  light: 
How  doth  Thy  radiance  put  to  flight 

The  darkness  of  the  mind  ! 
The  pure  are  only  pure  through  Thee; 
Thou  only  dost  the  guilty  free, 

And  cheer  with  light  the  blind. 

Thou  to  the  lowly  dost  display 
The  beautiful  and  perfect  way 

Of  justice  and  of  peace; 
Shunning  the  proud  and  stubborn  heart, 
Thou  to  the  simple  dost  impart 

True  wisdom's  rich  increase. 

Each  elemental  change  is  Thine; 
The  Sacraments  their  force  divine 

From  Thee  alone  obtain; 
Thou  teaching,  naught  remains  obscure; 
Thou  present,  every  thought  impure 

Is  banished  from  the  brain. 

So  unto  Thee,  who  with  the  Son 
And  Father  art  for  ever  One, 

In  nature   as  in  name: 
Of  Both  alike  the  Spirit  blest, 
Different  in  Person,  but  confessed 

In  Deity  the  same: 

Lord  of  all  sanctity  and  might, 
Immense,  immortal,  infinite, 

The  life  of  earth  and  Heaven, 
Be,  through  eternal  length  of  days. 
All   honour,  glory,  blessing,  praise, 

And  adoration  given.     Amen. 

tAdam  of   St.  Victor   (A.D.   1130),  tr.   by  E.    Caswall. 


THE  HOLY  SPIEIT  18;" 


160 

Intercession  or  Melcombe.  '  Ij.M. 

SPIRIT  of  wisdom,  truth,  and  love, 
O  slied  Thine  influence  from  above; 
And  still  from  age  to  age  convey 
The  wonders  of  this  sacred  day. 

In  every  clime,  by  every  tongue. 

Be  God's  surpassing  glory  sung; 

Let  all  the  listening  earth  he  taught 

The  acts  that  Christ  our  Lord  hath  wrought. 

Unfailing  Comfort,  Heavenly  Guide, 
Still   o'er  Thy  Holy   Church   preside; 
Still  let  mankind  Thy  blessings  prove, 
Spirit  of  wisdom,  truth,  and  love. 

Praise  God,  from  Whom  all  blessings  flow. 
Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  Host, 
Praise  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost.    Amen. 

JW.    L.  Alexander. 

161 

Trichinopoly.  7.6.7.6.D. 

THERE  is  an  ancient  River, 

Whose  streams  descend  in  light, 
From  never-failing  fountains. 

Beyond  all  earthly  sight; 
It  ran  through  all  the  ages, 

And,  wheresoe'er  it  flowed. 
Uprose  the  Holy  City, 

The  Lord's  elect  abode. 

The  River  still  is  flowing. 
With  ever  fuller  stream 


186  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT 

And  still  the  Light  is  falling 

With  ever  brighter  beam. 
Through  many  a  religion 

That  River  sweeps  along 
Its  fountains  flood  our  Churches 

With  current  deep  and  strong. 

Its  radiance  lights  us  onward, 

Its  chanting  waters  cheer; 
Blest  is  the  eye  beholding. 

Blest  is  the  hearing  ear; 
For  as  the  earth-clouds  darken, 

The  glory  clearer  grows, 
And  gladder  for  life's  tumult, 

The  stream  of  music  flows. 

God's  Eiver  !     The  One  Spirit. 

Grace   of  the  mystic   Seven  !  ' 

Drink,  Church  of  Christ,  these  waters. 

Thine  earnest  here  of  heaven; 
So  joy,  and  peace,  and  pleasure. 

Shall  feed  thy  life  within, 
So  power  without  shall  guard  thee, 

Against  the  world  of  sin, 

O  beautiful,  grand  River  ! 

We  wait  upon  Thy  shore. 
In  bliss  of  expectation 

Abiding  evermore. 
Till  at  some  holy  even 

We  pass  upon  Thy  breast, 
From  foretaste  unto  fullness, 

From  waiting  unto  rest.   Amen. 

JRev.    S.    J.    Stone. 
By   permission    of    Novello    &   Co.,   Ltd. 

Hymns    257    and    499    are   also  suitable. 


TEINTTT  SUNDAY  187 


TRINITY  SUNDAY 


162 

St.    Oswald    or    Stuttgart.  8.7.8.7. 

BRIGHT  the  vision  that  delighted 

Once  the  sight  of  Judah's  seer; 
Sweet  the  countless  tongues  united 

To  entrance  the  prophet's  ear. 

Round  the  Lord  in  glory  seated 

Cherubim  and  Seraphim 
Filled  His  temple,  and  repeated 

Each  to  each  the  alternate  hymn: 

"Lord,  Thy  glory  fills  the  heaven; 

Earth  is  with  its  fullness  stored; 
Unto  Thee  he  glory  given. 

Holy,   Holy,   Holy  Lord." 

Heaven  is  still  with  glory  ringing, 

Earth  takes  up  the  Angels'  cry. 
"Holy,  Holy,  Holy"  singing, 

"Lord  of  hosts,  Lord  God  most  High." 

With  His  seraph  train  before  Him, 

With  His  Holy  Church  below, 
Thus  unite  we  to  adore  Him, 

Bid  we  thus  our  anthem  flow: 

"Lord,  Thy  glory  fills  the  heaven; 

Earth  is  with  its  fullness  stored; 
Unto  Thee  be  glory  given, 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy  Lord."     Amen. 

Bp.    R.    Mant. 


188  TEIKITY  SUNDAY 


163 

Dundee    or    Gerontius.  CM. 

HAIL  !    Holy,  Holy,  Holy  Lord  ! 

Whom  One  in  Three  we  know; 
By  all  Thy  heavenly  Host  adored, 

By  all  Thy  Church  helow. 

One  undivided  Trinity 

With  triumph  we  proclaim; 
Thy  universe  is  fiill  of  Thee. 

And  speaks  Thy  glorious  Name. 

Thee,  Holy  Father,  we  confess, 

Thee,  Holy  Son,  adore, 
Thee,  Spirit  of  true  holiness, 

We  worship  evermore. 

Three  Persons  equally  Divine  \ 

We  magnify  and  love; 
And  both  the  choirs  ere  long  com'blne. 

To  sing  Thy  praise  ahove. 

Hail  !     Holy,  Holy,  Holy  Lord, 

Our  heavenly  song  shall  he, 
Supreme,  essential  One,  adored 

In  co-eternal  Three  !     Amen. 

tRev.   C.   Wesley, 


164 

Cloisters.  11.11.11.5. 

HOLIEST  FATHER,  King  most  kind  and  loving, 
Worshipful  Master,  Christ  the  Son  supernal, 
Tenderest  Spirit,  o'er  us  sweetly  moving, 
One  God   eternal ! 


TRINITY  SUNDAY  189 

Trinity  lioly,  Unity  unshaken, 
Ruler  Almighty,  God  all  goodness  giving, 
Light  of  the  Angels,  Friend  of  the  forsaken 
Hope  of  all  living  ! 

Blithely  Thy  creatures  pay  Thee  service  holy; 
All  Thy  creation,  Lord,  in  Thee  rejoices; 
We  too  our  praises  lift  from  bosoms  lowly 
With  jocund  voices. 

Glory  to  Thee,  Whose  might  all  might  excelleth, 
God  in  Three  Persons,  Thou  Whom  naught  can  sever; 
Thee  song  heseemeth,  Thee,  with  Whom  praise  dwelleth 
Now  and  for  ever.     Amen. 

t Ancient    Office    Hymn,     translator   unknown. 


165 

Nicasa.  P.M. 

HOLY,  Holy,  Holy  !     Lord  God  Almighty  1 
Early  in  the  morning  our  song  shall  rise  to  Thee; 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy  !   merciful  and  mighty  ! 
God  in  Three  Persons,  Blessed  Trinity  ! 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  all  the  Saints  adore  Thee, 
Casting  down  their  golden  crowns  around  the  glassy  sea; 

Cherubim  and  Seraphim  falling  down  before  Thee, 
Who  wert  and  art,  and  evermore  shalt  be. 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy  !  though  the  darkness  hide  Thee, 
Though  the  eye  of  sinful  ma,n  Thy  glory  may  not  see; 

Only  Thou  art  holy;   there  is  none  beside  Thee, 
Perfect  in  power,  in  love  and  purity. 


190 


TEINITY  SUNDAY 


Holy,  Holy,  Holy  !     Lord  God  Almighty  ! 

All  Thy  works  shall  praise  Thy  name  in  earth  and  sky  and 
sea; 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy  !  merciful  and  mighty  ! 

God  in  Three  Persons,  Blessdd  Trinity  !     Amen. 

Bp.   R.  Heber. 

166 

Capetown.  7  7  7.5. 

THREE  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Ruler  of  the  earth   and   sea. 
Hear  us,  while  we  lift  to  Thee 
Holy  chant  and  psalm. 

Light  of  Lights,  with  morning  shine; 
Lift  on  us  Thy  Light  divine; 
And  let  charity  benign 
Breathe  on  us  her  balm. 


Light  of  Lights,  when  dies  the  day, 
Still  pour  forth  Thy  glorious  ray; 
Fold  us  in  Thy  peace  ajway; 
Shed  a  holy  calm. 

Three  in  One  and  One  in  Three, 
Dimly  here  we  worship  Thee; 
With  the  Saints  hereafter  we 

Hope  to  bear  the  palm.    Amen. 


4 


tG.    Rorison. 


Deerhurst. 


167 


8.7.D. 


WITH  the  countless  hosts  of  heaven 
Kneeling  round  the  Throne  of  Light, 

With  the  Angels  and  Archangels, 
Cherub  pure,  and  Seraph  bright; 


TRINITY   SUNDAY  191 

With  the  Saints  and  Mart3rrs  glorious, 

Join  we  now  with  one  accord, 
Singing  with  the  Church  victorious 

"Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord." 

"Be  ye  holy,"  saith  the  Scripture, 

"For  your  Lord  is  holy"  still, 
Sanctify  us  then  we  pray  Thee, 

Sanctify  our  heart  and  will; 
Pure  our  every  wish  and  feeling, 

Pure  our  every  thought  and  word, 
As  we  chant  "before  Thine  Altar, 

"Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord." 

And,  amidst  this  world  of  sorrow, 

Lift  awhile  our  hearts  above, 
Grant  us  visions  of  the  worship 

Round  the  Eternal  Throne  of  Love: 
Visions  of  the  King  in  heauty, 

Of  the  Lamb  by  all  adored, 
Of  the  Angels  ever  singing, 

"Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord." 

Praise  to  Thee,  O  Holy  Father, 

Praise  to  Thee,  O  Holy  Son, 
Praise  to  Thee,  O  Holy  Spirit. 

Ever  Three  and  Ever  One; 
Praise  to  Thine  All-Holy  Godhead. 

Sing  we  thus  with  one  accord — 
Echoes  of  the  song  eternal, 

'  'Holy,  Holy,  Holy.  Lord."    Amen. 

Colonel   W.    H.  Turton. 
Hymns   afso    suitable   for   Trinity    Sunday    are: 
238.     All    Holy.    Holy,    Holy. 
288.      Father   of   Heaven    above. 
353.     Most    ancient    of    all   mysteries. 


CORPUS  CHRISTI 


CORPUS  CHRISTI 

(SEE   EUCHARISTIC  HYMNS,   Nos.   222-232.) 


FEASTS  OF  OUR  LADY 

168 

Gerontius.  CM. 

AROUND  thy  starry  crown  are  wreathed 

So  many  names  divine; 
Which  is  the  dearest  to  my  heart, 

And  the  most  worthy  thine? 

Star  of  the  Sea:  we  turn  to  thee 

When  tempests  raise  their  voice; 
Star  of  the  Sea:  the  haven  reached, 

We  call  thee,  and  rejoice. 

Help  of  the  Christian:  in  our  need 

Thy  mighty  aid  we  claim; 
If  we  are  faint  and  weary,  then 

We  trust  in  that  dear  name. 

Our  Lady  dear  of  Victories: 

O  name  for  ever  hlest, 
We  put  our  trust  for  aye  in  thee, 

And  love  that  name  the  best. 

Bright  Queen  of  Heaven:  when  we  are  sad 

Best  solace  of  our  pains; 
It  tells  us,  though  on  earth  we  toil, 

Our  Mother  lives  and  reigns. 

Health  of  the  Sick:  when  anxious  hearts 

Watch  by  the  sufferer's  bed, 
On  this  sweet  name  of  thine  they  lean, 

Consoled  and  comforted. 


FEASTS    OF  OUR  LADY  193 


Mother  of  Sorrows:  many  a  heart, 

Half-broken  by  despair, 
Has  laid  its  burden  by  the  cross 

And  found  a  Mother  there. 

Fair  Queen  of  Virgins:  thy  pure  band, 

The  lilies  round  thy  throne, 
Love  the  dear  title  which  they  bear 

Most  that  it  is  thine  own. 

True  Queen  of  Martyrs:  if  we  shrink 

From  want,  or  pain,  or  woe, 
We  think  of  the  sharp  sword  that  pierced 

Thy  heart,  and  call  thee  so. 

Mary:   the   dearest   name  of  all 

The  holiest  and  the  best; 
The  first  low  word  that  Jesus  lisped 

Laid  on  His  Mother's  breast. 

Mary:  the  name  that  Gabriel  spoke 

Sweeter  than  words  can  tell; 
Mary,  the  name  that  through  high  heaven 

The  Angels  love  so  well.     Amen. 

tAdelaide    A.    Procter. 

169 

St.    Alban    or  Esca  Viatorum.  8  8.6.D. 

AVE  Maria  !  blessed  Maid, 
Lily  of  Eden's  fragrant  shade, 

Who  can  express  the  love 
That  nurtured  thee,  so  pure  and  sweet. 
Making  thy  heart  a  shelter  meet 

For  that  most  holy  Dove? 


194  FEASTS    OF  OUR   LADY 


Ave  Maria  !      Mother  blest, 

To  whom,  caressing  and  caressed, 

Clings  the  eternal  Child; 
Favoured  beyond  Archangel's  dream 
When  first  on  thee  with  tenderest  gleam 

That  new-bom  Infant  smiled. 

Ave  Maria  !   thou  hast  borne 

The  heavy  cross  of  those  that  mourn — 

Yea,  unto  seven  times  seven; 
And  yet,  what  mourning  matron  here 
Would  deem  thy  sorrows  bought  too  dear 

By  all  on  this  side  heaven? 

Ave   Maria  !    radiant   one, 

Of  all  who  stand  beneath  the  sun 

Thou  hast  the   joy   most  rare — 
A  Son  That  never  did  amiss. 
That   never   shamed  His   Mother's   kiss, 

Nor  crossed  her  fondest  prayer. 

Ave  Maria  !  thou  whose  name 
All  but  adoring  love  may  claim, 

Yet   may   we   reach  thy   shrine; 
For  He,  thy  Son,   our  Leader,  vows 
To  crown  all  lowly,  lofty  brows 

With  love  and  joy  like  thine. 

Ave  Maria  !   ocean's  Star 

Thy  love  doth  flood  the  worlds  afar 

With  mighty  hymns  of  praise; 
To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost 
From  men  and  from  the  Angel-host 

An  answering  song  we  raise.    Amen. 

tRev.  John   Keble. 


Franconia. 


FEASTS    OF  OUR  LADY  195 


170 

S.M. 

BLEST  are  the  pure  in  heart, 
For  they  shall  see  our  God; 
The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs, 
Their  soul  is  Christ's  abode. 

The  Lord,  Who  left  the  heavens 
Our  life  and  peace  to  bring. 
To  dwell  in  lowliness  with  men, 
Their  Pattern  and  their  King; 

His  Mother  sweet  He  chose 
From  Israel's  daughters  fair 
For  crystal  purity  of  heart — 
O  gift  of  gifts  most  rare  ! 

Still  to  the  lowly  soul 
He  doth  Himself  impart, 
And  for  His  dwelling  and  His  Throne 
Chooseth  the  pure  in  heart. 

Lord,  we  Thy  Presence  seek; 
May  ours  this  blessing  be; 
Give  us  a  pure  and  lowly  heart, 
A  temple  meet  for  Thee. 

For  holy  Mary's  grace. 
Her  wondrous  glowing  love. 
We  thank  Thee  as  a  pattern  set 
To  lift  our  thoughts  above. 

May  we  such  love  attain, 
Such  purity,  O  King, 
That  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost 
More  worthily  we  sing.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Keble,  vT.  1,  2,  4,  5   (C.W.L.,  vv.  3,   6,  7). 


196  FEASTS    OF  OUE   LADY 


171 

Ruth  or  Fides.  6.5.D. 

EVERY  generation, 

Mary,  calls  thee  blest, 
Lady,  first  of  women 

By  the  Church  confessed 
Since  Saint  Gabriel's  message 

Fell  upon  thine  ear, 
Filling  thee  with  gladness 

And  with  holy  cheer. 

Blessed,  then   and   always, 

Christ's  dear  Mother  thou, 
Mary,  highly  favoured, 

God  is  with  thee  now  ! 
Graced  by  God  the  Spirit, 

Jesu's  resting  place, 
Hail,  thou  Queen  of  Virgins, 

Hail,  thou  full  of  grace. 

Daughter,  sweet,  obedient 

To  the  Father's  word, 
Mary,   Israel's  Lily, 

Who  Heaven's  tidings  heard: 
Virgin,  yet   a  Mother, 

Clothed  in  sunlight  now. 
Matron,  Maid  for  ever, 

Christ's  dear  Mother  thou. 

Mary,  Star  of  Ocean, 

Light  amid  the  gloom. 
Since  the  Holy  Flower 

Chose  in  thee  to  bloom: 


FEASTS    OF  OUR  LADY  197 

Evermore  we  love  thee, 

Shrine  of  royal  Child, 
Mother  of  our  Captain, 

Maiden  undefiled. 

Though  so  far  above  us 

Mother,   thou  art  ours, 
In  the  world's  hard  conflict, 

And  in  death's  dark  hours; 
In  our  hearts  we  throne  thee; 

To  thy  Son  we  bow, 
Giving  Him  the  glory; 

Christ's  dear  Mother  thou. 

Pattern  thou  of  mildness, 

Purity  and  love, 
Crowned  with  stars  for  beauty, 

In  the  home  above; 
All  thy  children  bring  thee 

Praise  in  sweet  accord, 
For  thou  art  our  Mother, 

Mother  of  our  Lord. 

Unto  God  the  Father, 

Joyful  songs  we  sing; 
Unto  Christ  our  Master 

Thankful  hearts  we  bring; 
Unto  God  the  Spirit 

Bow  we  and  adore, 
As  doth  our  dear  Lady, 

Now  and  evermore.    Amen. 

tWilliam    Ghatterton    Dix. 


198  FEASTS    OF  OUR  LADY 


172 

Ravenshaw.  6s. 

HAIL,  Bright  Star  of  ocean  ! 

Thou  of  heaven  the  portal ! 
Ever  Virgin-Mother 

Of  the  Lord  Immortal. 

When  the  wondrous  message 

Was  hy  Gabriel  spoken, 
Eva  changed  to  "Ave" 

Was  of  peace  the  token; 

Light  illumed  our  darkness, 

Chains  of  sin  were  riven, 
Ills  in  mercy  banished, 

Blessings  freely  given. 

Christ  of  thee  hath  deigned 

To  be  bom  our  Brother; 
And,  through  endless  ages, 

Thou  art  still  the  Mother. 

Virgin,  all-excelling. 

Passing  meek  and  lowly, 
Thou  Shalt  be  our  pattern. 

Blameless,  chaste,  and  holy. 

So  we  onward  journey, 

All  in  safety  faring, 
Till  we  gaze  on  Jesus, 

In  thy  gladness  sharing. 

Father,  Son,  and  Spirit, 

Three  in  One  confessing. 
Give  we  equal  glory. 

Equal  praise,  and  blessing.    Amen. 

Ancient    Office    Hymn,    tr.    E.    Caswall. 


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173 

Stuttgart.  8.7.8.7. 

IN  alternate  measure  chanting, 

Daily  sing  we  Mary's  praise; 
And,  in  strains  of  glad  rejoicing, 

To  the  Lord  our  voices  raise. 

With  a  twofold  choir  repeating 

Mary's  never-dying  fame. 
Let  each  ear  the  praises  gather 

Which  our  grateful  tongues  proclaim. 

Judah's  ever-glorious  Daughter 

Chosen  Mother  of  the  Lord, 
Who  to  those  who  walked  in  darkness 

All  the  ancient  light  restored. 

From  the  Everlasting  Father 

Gabriel  brought  the  glad  decree. 

That,  the  Word  Divine  receiving, 
She  should  set  the  captives  free. 

Of  all  virgins  pure,  the  purest. 

Ever  stainless,  ever  bright. 
Still  from  grace  to  grace  advancing, 

Fairest  Daughter  of  the  Light. 

Wondrous  title;  who  shall  tell  it? 

Whilst  the  Word  Divine  she  bore. 
Though  in  Mother's  name  rejoicing, 

Virgin  purer  than  before. 

By  no  empty  dreams  deluded, 
For  the  Pearl  which  Mary  bore, 

Men,  all  earthly  wealth  resigning, 
Still  are  rich  for  evermore. 


200  FEASTS    OF  OFR  LADY 

Amen,  Amen,  loudly  cry  we; 

May  she,  when  life's  fight  is  won, 
When  we  love  as  she  is  loving, 

Lead  us  safely  to  her  Son. 

Glorious  Angels  gathering  round  us, 
Lo,  His  holy  Name  we  greet; 

Writ  in  books  of  life  eternal, 
May  we  still  that  Name  repeat. 

To  the  Father  Who  hath  made  us, 

To  Queen  Mary's  holy  Son, 
And  to  the  o'ershadowing  Spirit 

Glory  while  all  ages  run.    Amen. 

Rev.   T.    J.   Potter. 

174 

Heri   mundus   exultavit    or  Evangelists.  .  8  8.7  D. 

LET  to-day  above  all  other 
Brightly  shine;  of  Jesu's  Mother 

Now  we  celebrate  the  fame; 
For,  the  Virgin  Mary  praising. 
We  to-day  our  chant  are  raising, 

Bringing  honour  to  her  name. 

Now  let  all  men  humbly  greet  her; 
None  of  maids  or  matrons  sweeter, 

Pattern  for  our  human  race; 
Sing  while  every  heart  rejoices. 
Call  her  blessed  with  pure  voices, 

Hail  her  Lady,  full  of  grace. 

All  earth's  daughters  she  excelleth; 
In  the  heavens  where  now  she  dwelleth 
Christ  her  lowliness  doth  own; 


I 


FEASTS    OF  OUft  LADY  20i 


Virgin,  yet  her  Maker  bearing, 
In  a  mystery  past  comparing, 
Maid  and  stainless  Mother  shown. 

Unto  God  the  Father  glory, 
To  the  Son,  Whose  earthly  story 

With  our  Lady's  is  entwined; 
Glory  to  the  Spirit  ever 
Sing  we  with  our  best  endeavour 

All  our  strength  of  heart  and  mind.  Amen. 

The   Prior   of   Montacute    (A.D.    1100),    tr.    by  Rev.    T.  I.   Ball. 


175 

Lammas.  1^  ^^• 

MARY  the  Dawn,  hut  Christ  the  perfect  Day: 
Mary  the  Gate,  hut  Christ  the  heavenly  Way. 

Mary  the  Root,  but  Christ  the  mystic  Vine: 
Mary  the  Grape,  but  Christ  the  sacred  Wine. 

Mary  the  Corn-sheaf,  Christ  the  living  Bread: 
Mary  the  Rose-tree,  Christ  the  Rose  blood-red. 

Mary  the  Fount,  but  Christ  the  cleansing  Flood: 
Mary  the  Chalice,  Christ  the  holy  Blood. 

Mary  the  Temple,  Christ  the  Temple's  Lord: 
Mary  the  Shrine,  but  Christ  its  God  adored. 

Mary  the  Beacon,  Christ  the  Haven's  Rest: 
Mary  the  Mirror,  Christ  the  Vision  blest.    Amen. 

Anon. 


202  FEASTS    OF  OUK  LADY 

176 

Whiter    than    Snow    (with    refrain).  lis. 

O   PUREST   of  creatures,   sweet  Mother,   sweet  Maid, 
The  one  spotless  breast  whereon  Jesus  was  laid  ! 
When  night  cometh  down  on  us,  Mother,  then  we 
Look  out  for  thy  shining,  sweet  Star  of  the  Sea. 

Star  of  the  Sea.  sweet  Star  of  the  Sea. 

Thank  God  for  thy  shining,  sweet  Star  of  the  Sea. 

Deep  night  hath  come  down  on  this  rough-spoken  world, 
And  the  banners  of  darkness  are  boldly  unfurled; 
So  the  tempest-tossed  Church  turns  her  eyes  upon  thee 
And  looks  to  thy  shining,  sweet  Star  of  the  Sea. 

Star  of  the  Sea,  etc. 

When  Jesus  our  Master  to  earth  would  descend 

He  sought  for  a  mother  His  childhood  to  tend; 

The  light  of  thy  purity  called  Him  to  thee. 

And  He  blessed  thy  clear  shining,  sweet  Star  of  the  Sea. 

Star  of  the  Sea,  etc. 

Earth  gave  Him  scant  welcome,  but  deep  in  thy  breast 

He  found  a  pure  temple  wherein  He  could  rest, 

A  place  of   abiding,   a  shelter  in  thee. 

In  the  heart  of  thy  shining,  sweet  Star  of  the  Sea. 

Star  of  the  Sea,  etc. 

O  Virgin  all-glorious,  O  Mother  serene, 
He.  choosing  thee,  crowned  thee  humanity's  Queen; 
How  high  was  the  honour  He  gave  unto  thee, 
To  dwell  in  thy  shining,  sweet  Star  of  the  Sea. 
Star  of  the  Sea,  etc. 


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FEASTS    OF  OUR  LADY  203 

Thy  service  accomplished,  thy  victory  won, 
Thou  art  crowned  with  stars,  thou  art  clothed  with  the  sun; 
A  Queen  among  Angels,  our  helper  to  "be 
For  ever  thou  shinest,  sweet  Star  of  the  Sea. 
Star  of  the  Sea,  etc. 

All  honour  to  God  in  the  highest  he  done, 
All  glory  to  Father,  to  Spirit,  to  Son; 
We  praise  Him,  we  thank  Him  for  blessings  so  free. 
For  the  light  of  thy  shining,  sweet  Star  of  the  Sea. 
Star  of  the  Sea,  etc.    Amen. 

Based    on    Rev.    F.    W.    Faber. 

177 

O    Quanta    Qualia.  lis. 

O  WITH  what  glorious  lustre  thou  shinest. 
Daughter  of  David,  with  Offspring  divinest, 
Mary  the  Virgin,  who  loftily  dwellest. 
And  all  the  blessed  ones  greatly  excellest. 

Mother,  thy  virginal  honour  still  bearing, 
Shrine  for  the  Lord  of  the  Angels  preparing, 
God  to  thy  bosom  His  Son  was  confiding; 
Thus  in  humanity  Christ  was  abiding. 

Him  the  whole  universe  lowly  adoreth. 
Duly  on  bended  knee  ever  imploreth; 
Now,  on  thy  Festival,  may  He  be  sending 
Light  to  our  darkness,  and  joy  without  ending. 

This,  of  Thy  clemency,  Father  Eternal, 

Grant  through  the  Son  with  the  Spirit  Supernal; 

In  Che  bright  firmament  ever  abiding. 

And  all  the  ages  through  ruling  and  guiding.   Amen. 

Anoioiit  Office  ]Iymn,   tr.  by  J.   I).   Chambers. 
From  the  New  Office  Hymn  Book  by  permission  of  Mr.  W.  Knott. 


204  FEASTS    OF  OUR  LADY 

178 

(FOR     THE     ANNUNCIATION.) 
Lumen    Verum.  S.M. 

PRAISE  we  the  Lord  this  day, 
This  day  so  long  foretold, 
Whose  promise  shone  with  cheering  ray 
On   waiting   saints  of   old. 

The  Prophet  gave  the  sign 
For  faithful  men  to  read; 
A  Virgin,  horn  of  David's  line,  / 

Shall  hear  the  promised  Seed. 

Ask  not  how  this  should  be. 
But  worship  and  adore; 
Like  her,  whom  Heaven's  majesty 
Came  down  to  shadow  o'er. 

Meekly  she  howed  her  head 
To  hear  the  gracious  word, 
Mary,  the  pure  and  lowly  maid, 
The  favoured  of  the  Lord. 

Blessed  shall  he  her  name 
In  all  the  Church  on  earth, 
Through  whom  that  wondrous  blessing  came, 
That  rare  and  radiant  birth. 

All  glory  be  to  Thee, 
Father,  co-equal  Son, 
All  glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost, 
While  endless  ages  run.    Amen. 

tAnon. 


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179 

St.    Agnes.  CM. 

SHALL  we  not  love  thee,  Mother  dear, 

Whom  Jesus  loves  so  well; 
And  in  His  temple,  year  by  year, 

Thy  joy  and  glory  tell? 

For  thee  He  chose  from  whom  to  take 

True  flesh  His  Flesh  to  be; 
In  It  to  suffer  for  our  sake, 

By  It  to  make  us  free. 

Thy  Babe  He  lay  upon  thy  breast, 

To  thee  He  cried  for  food; 
Thy  gentle  nursing  soothed  to  rest 

The  Incarnate  Son  of  God. 

O  wondrous  depth  of  grace  divine 

That  He  should  bend  so  low  ! 
And,  Mary,  O  what  joy  was  thine 

In  His  dear  love  to  know; 

Joy  to   be  Mother  of  the  Lord, 

And  thine  the  truer  bliss, 
In  every  thought,   and  deed,   and  word 

To  be  for  ever  His. 

And  as  He  loves  thee.  Mother  dear, 

We  too  will  love  thee  well; 
And  in  His  temple,  year  by  year, 

Thy  joy  and  glory  tell. 

For  our  dear  Lady's  wealth  of  love 

We  thank  the  Source  of  all — 
The  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Dove, 

Whom  Lord  and  God  we  call.    Amen. 

tSir    H.    W.   Baker. 


206 


FEASTS    OF  OUR  LADY 


Fountains. 


180 


Irregular. 


STAR  of  the  day  and  the  night, 
Star  of  the  dark  that  is  dying, 
Star  of  the  dawn  that  is  nighing, 
Fountain  of  Wisdom  and  Light ! 
Purge  with  Thy  pureness  our  sight, 
Thou  light  of  the  lost  ones  that  love  us, 
Thou  Lamp  of  the  Leader  above  us, 
Fountain  of  Wisdom  and  Light  ! 

How  large  is  thy  lustre,  how  bright 
The  beauty  of  promise  thou  wearest. 
The  message  of  morning  thou  bearest, 
Fountain  of  Wisdom  and  Light  ! 
Shine  in  the  depth  and  the  height, 
And  show  us  the  treasuries  olden 
Of  wisdom,  the  hidden,  the  golden. 
Fountain  of  Wisdom  and  Light  ! 

Sign  of  the  Father's  great  might, 
Guide  us  to  Christ,  the  Controller, 
Bring  down  the  Spirit  Consoler, 
Fountain  of  Wisdom  and  Light  ! 
Source  of  unending  delight. 
Light  of  the  Three  sempiternal. 
Life   of  the  Godhead  supernal, 
Fountain  of  Wisdom  and  Light  !    Amen. 

181 

Bede  or  Virgo. 

VIRGIN-BORN,  we  bow  before  Thee, 
Blessed  she,  our  Queen,  who  bore  Thee; 
Mary,  Maid  and  Mother  mild, 
Blessed  was  she  in  her  Child. 


Anon. 


8  8.7  7. 


FEASTS    OF  OUB  LADY  207 

Blessed  was  the  breast  that  fed  Thee, 
Blessed  was  the  hand  that  led  Thee; 
Blessed  she,  whose  gentle  eye 
Watched  Thy  slumbering  infancy. 

Blessed  she  by  every  nation, 
Worthy  of  all  veneration, 

Who  first  served  and  loved  Thee  well; 

Blest  beyond  what  words  can  tell. 

Wondrous  mystery  surrounded 
Her  in  whom  all  grace  abounded; 

Though  her  Master  she  contained, 

Pure  as  crystal  she  remained. 

Noblest,  gentlest,  sweetest  Maiden  ! 

Once  her  heart  was  sorrow-laden; 
Star-crowned,  vested  with  the  sun. 
She  the  crown  of  heaven  has  won. 

For  the  love  her  heart  o'erflowing, 
'Mid  the  Angels,  splendid,  glowing, 

Now  she  reigneth,  evermore 

Giving   from  her  endless   store. 

Of  the  afflicted  chief  consoler, 
Of  a  thousand  hearts  controller, 

Queen  of  heaven,  the  ocean's  Star, 

She  hath  shed  her  rays  afar. 

Christ,  we  thank  Thee,  Elder  Brother, 

For  the  glory  of  Thy  Mother; 
Worship  we    the  Father,    Son, 
And  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One.     Amen. 

tBp.   R.    Heber,    vv.    1-3.      C.W.L.    vv.    4-8. 

Hymns    496,    497,    498    and    501    are    also    suitable    for    Festivals   of 
Our    Lady. 


208  FESTIVALS  OF  ANGELS 


FESTIVALS  OF  ANGELS 

182 

Gypsy.  lOs.    (12    lines). 

ANGELS  our  brothers  are,  messengers  bright, 
Holy  and  beautiful,  mantled  with  light; 
Moved  by  their  love  for  man.  vigils  they  keep, 
Watching  still  over  him,  waking,  asleep. 

Angels  !   be  near  us,  bend  from  above; 

Breathe  on  us  blessing  and  strengthen  our  love. 
Paths    may    be    dangerous — troubles    be    sore — 
Angels  press  closer  and  guard  us  the  more. 
Leading  us  tenderly  over  life's  way, 
Ever  befriending  us,  go  where  we  may, 

Angels  !  be  near  us,  bend  from  above; 

Breathe  on  us  blessing  and  strengthen  our  love. 

Seeking  unceasingly  how  they  may  bless. 
Helping  increasingly  souls  in  distress, 
Planting   in   infancy  courage   and   truth, 
Raising,  eimobling.  the  dreams  of  the  youth. 

Angels  !  be  near  us,  bend  from  above; 

Breathe  on  us  blessing  and  strengthen  our  love. 
They  through  life's  pilgrimage  evil  tread  down, 
Win  by  their  faithfulness  purity's  crown, 
Openings  for  usefulness  ever  they  seek 
Finding  their  pleasure  in  helping  the  weak. 

Angels  !  be  near  us,  bend  from  above; 

Breathe  on  us  blessing  and  strengthen  our  love. 

Shield  us  in  trouble,  in  danger,  in  strife; 
Aid  us  in  climbing  the  steep  hills  of  life; 
Midst  all  the  storm  and  stress,  help  us  to  hear 
Music  from  higher  worlds  bringing  good  cheer. 

Angels  !  be  near  us.  bend  from  above; 

Breathe  on  us  blessing  and  strengthen  our  love. 


i^ESTlVALS  OF  ANGELS  209 


Though  in  our  weariness  far  we  may  roam 
Comfort  us,  cheer  us  with  visions  of  home; 
Hope  that  shall  never  die  lighting  our  way, 
Lead  us  where  dawneth  the  glorious  day. 

Angels  !   be  near  us,  bend  from  above; 

Breathe  on  us  blessing  and  strengthen  our  love.    Amen. 

Anon. 


183 

Cloisters.  11  11  11.5. 

CHRIST,  of  the  Angels  praise  and  adoration, 
Father  and  Monarch  Thou  of  every  nation, 
Low  at  Thy  Feet  we  bend  in  veneration 
O  let  us  serve  Thee  ! 

Michael,  from  heaven  coming  to  befriend  us, 
Angel  most  mighty,  to  our  dwellings  send  us; 
Breathing  the  power  of  God  may  he  attend  us 
That  we  may  serve  Thee. 

Gabriel  send  us,  ancient  foes  expelling, 
Angel  Protector,  evil  passions  quelling. 
Oft  in  these  temples  may  he  make  his  dwelling, 
That  we  may  serve  Thee. 

Raphael  send  us  from  the  skies  all  glowing, 
Angel  Physician,  health  on  man  bestowing. 
In  doubt  and  danger  wisest  counsel  showing. 
That  we  may  serve  Thee. 

Mary,  the  Mother  of  the  Lord,  be  o'er  us. 
Virgin  of  Peace,  with  all  the  Angel  chorus; 
And  may  the  heavenly  army  go  before  us, 
That  we  may  serve  Thee. 


210  FESTIVALS  OF  ANGELS 


All-glorious  Godhead,  endless  bliss  possessing, 
Father,  Son,  Spirit,  grant  to  us  this  blessing, 
While  we  with  Angels  join.  Thy  praise  confessing, 
That  we  may  serve  Thee.    Amen. 

Based    on    an    Ancient   Office    Hymn,    tr.   by    Rev.    T.    I.    Ball.     ' 


184 

Mill    Lane    or   any    Litany    Tune.  7s. 

GOD  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
From   Thine   Angel-circled   Throne 
Hear  us.  Holy  Trinity. 

Jesu,  of  the  Angels  King, 
Unto  Whom  the  Angels  sing, 
And  angelic  homage  bring, 
Hear  us.  Holy  Jesu. 

Thou  Whose  Coming  here  to  dwell 
Did  the  herald  Angels  tell 
Over  hill  and  over  dell, 
Hear  us,  King  of  Angels. 

Thou  Who  rising,  strong  to  save. 
To  Thine  Easter  Angels  gave 
Thy  first  message  from  the  grave, 
Hear  us,  King  of  Angels. 

Thou  Who  then,  the  battle  done. 
Didst  return,  the  victory  won, 
To  Thine  Angel-circled  Throne, 
Hear  us.  King  of  Angels. 


FESTIVALS  OF  ANGELS  211 

Thou  Wlio  yet  shalt  come  again 
With  the  bright  angelic  train, 
Evermore  as  King  to  reign, 
Hear  us,  King  of  Angels. 

May  Thy  Holy  Angels  still, 
If  it  be  Thy  Holy  Will, 
Guard  us  safe  from  every  ill; 
Hear  us,  King  of  Angels. 

May  they,  Lord,  from  day  to  day, 
Lead  us  heavenward  on  our  way, 
Kneel  beside  us  as  we  pray; 
Hear  us,  King  of  Angels. 

May  they  to  each  soul  oppressed. 
By  this  weary  strife  distressed, 
Whisper  thoughts  of  endless  rest; 
Hear  us,  King  of  Angels. 

May  they,  when  the  strife  shall  cease, 
Bear  each  soul  at  its  release 
To  Thy  Paradise  of  peace; 
Hear  us.  King  of  Angels. 

May  they  then  our  brethren  prove, 
And  to  their  bright  home  above 
Welcome  us  with  Angel's  love; 
Hear  us.  King  of  Angels. 

May  we  then,  Thy  Throne  before, 
With  the  Angels  evermore, 
Thee,  the  Angel's  King,  adore;    • 
Hear  us.  Holy  Jesu. 


212  FESTIVALS  OF  ANGELS 

May  we  with  the  Angels  sing 
Unto  Thee  the  Angels*  King, 
And  our  lowly  homage  bring; 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesu. 

May  we  with  the  Angels  praise 
Thee  the  Angels'  King  always, 
And  with  them  the  Sanctus  raise; 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesu. 

May  we  with  the  Angels  love 
Thee    the  Angels'  King  above, 
One  for  ever  in  Thy  love; 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesu. 

God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
From  Thine  Angel-circled  Throne 
Hear  us,  Holy  Trinity.    Amen. 


I 


Colonel  W.   H.   Tiirton. 


185 

In  manu.  lis. 

HAND  in  hand  with  Angels  through  the  world  we  go, 
Brighter  eyes  are  on  us  than  we  blind  ones  know, 
Tend'rer  voices  cheer  us  than  we  deaf  will  own; 
Never,  walking  heavenward,  can  we  walk  alone. 

Hand  in  hand  with  Angels;  some  are  out  of  sight, 
Leading  us,  unknowing,  into  paths  of  light; 
Some  soft  hands  are  covered  from  our  mortal  grasp, 
Soul  to  soul  to  hold  us  with  a  firmer  clasp. 


FESTIVALS  OF  ANGELS  213 

Hand  in  hand  with  Angels  walking  every  day — 
How  the  chain  may  brighten  none  of  us  can  say, 
Yet  it  doubtless  reaches  from  earth's  lowest  zone 
To  the  loftiest   spirit  standing  near  the  One. 

Hand  in  hand  with  Angels  ever  let  us  go, 
Clinging  to  the  strong  ones,  drawing  up  the  slow. 
One  electric  love-chord  thrilling   all  with   fire, 
Soar  we,  through  the  ages,  higher,  ever  higher. 

Unto  God  the  Father  loudest  anthems  raise, 
To  the  Son  and  Spirit  echo  songs  of  praise; 
To  the  Lord  of  Glory,  blessed  Three  in  One, 
Be  by  men  and  Angels  endless  honour  done.    Amen. 

tLucy    Larcom. 

186 

St.    Gertrude.  6.5     (12    lines). 

KBAH  US,   King  of  Angels, 

As  we  chant  to  Thee, 
Jo3rful  alleluias 

For  the  ministry 
Of  the  holy  Angels 

Praising  Thee  in  heaven, 
Of  the  Guardian  Angels 
Thou  to  us  hast  given; 

Now  as  we  adore  Thee 
Angels  too  are  near. 
And,  O  King  of  Angels, 
Thou  art  ever  here. 

Daily  may  the  Angels 

Our  examples  be, 
Sometimes  Thee  adoring, 

Bending  low  the  knee, 


214  FESTIVALS  OF  ANGELS 

Sometimes  working  for  Thee 

Midst  Thy  hrethren  nigh, 
Yet  at  all  times  working 
With  our  thoughts  on  high; 
Thus  like  holy  Angels 

May  we  strive  to  be, 

Strive,  O  King  of  Angels, 

All   to   do    for  Thee. 

And  if  we  are  tempted 
By  a  long-fought  sin, 
Tempted  to  grow  weary, 

Tempted  to  give  in. 
Then,  as   Angels  whisper 

What  the  Saints  have  done, 
Joy  shall  be  in  heaven 
O'er  fresh  victories  won,; 

So  for  us  shall  Angels 

Lift  in  praise  their  voice, 
And,  O  King  o£  Angels, 
Thou   too   wilt   rejoice. 

Succoured  thus  by  Angels 
Through  our  earthly  life, 
O  the  joy  of  ending 

AU  the  weary  strife; 
Then  as  earth  is  fading 
From  our  closing  eyes, 
Part  the  clouds  encircling 
Round   Thy   Paradise; 

Gently  thither  carried, 
By  the  Angels  blest, 
As  the  King  of  Angels 
Calleth  us  to  rest. 


FESTIVALS  OF  ANGELS  215 


When  the  Archangel's  trumpet 

Soundeth  loud  and  clear, 
And  the  King   of   Angels 
Shall  at  length  appear, 
Coming  for  the  harvest, 
Coming  for  His  Own, 
With  ten  thousand  Angels 
Waiting  round  His  Throne; 
Then  by  Angel-reapers 
May  we  gathered  he, 
Gathered,  King  of  Angels, 
To  our  home  with  Thee. 

There  will  we  for  ever. 

Alleluias  sing, 
With  the  Holy  Angels, 

To  the  Angels'  King; 
And  with  praise  uniting 

Love  that  cannot  cease, 
We  will  love  for  ever 
All  Thy  Saints  in  peace; 

And  we'll  love  for  ever 

All  the  Angel-host, 
But,  O  King  of  Angels, 

We  will  love  Thee  most.   Amen. 

Colonel  W.   H.   Turton. 


187 

Noel.  D.C.M. 

IT  came  upon  the  midnight  clear, 

That  glorious  song  of  old, 
From  Angels  bending  near  the  earth 

To  touch  their  harps  of  gold: 


216  ]t^ESTlVALS  OF  ANGELS 

"Peace  on  the  earth,  good-will  to  men, 

From  Heaven's  all-gracious  King  !" 
The  world  in  solemn  stillness  lay 

(pause) 
pp.    To  hear  the  Angels  sing. 

Still  through  the  cloven  skies  they  come, 

With  peaceful  wings  unfurled; 
And  still  their  heavenly  music  floats 

O'er  all  the  weary  world; 
Above  its  sad  and  lowly  plains 
They  hend  on  hovering  wing; 
And  ever  o'er  its  Bahel  sounds 
(pause) 
pp.    The  blessed  Angels  sing. 

Yet  with  the  woes  of  sin  and  strife 

The  world  has  suifered  long; 
Beneath  the  Angel-strain  have  rolled 

Two  thousand  years  of  wrong; 
And  man,  at  war  with  man,  hears  not 

The  love-song  which  they  bring: 
O  hush  the  noise,  ye  men  of  strife, 
(pause) 
pp.    And  hear  the  Angels  sing  ! 

And  ye,  beneath  life's  crushing  load, 
Whose  forms'  are  bending  low, 
Who  ton  along  the  climbing  way 

With  painful  steps  and  slow, 
Look  now  !  for  glad  and  golden  hours 

Come  swiftly  on  the  wing; 
O  rest  beside  the  weary  road 
(pause) 
pp.    And  hear  the  Angels  sing  ! 


FESTIVALS  OF  ANGELS  217 


For  lo  !  the  days  are  hastening  on, 

By  prophet-bards  foretold, 
When,  with  the  ever-circling  years. 

Comes  round  the  age  of  gold; 
When  peace  shall  over  all  the  earth 

Its  ancient  splendours  fling. 
And  the  whole  world  send  back  the  aong 
(lyaiise) 
pp.    Which  now  the  Angels  sing.     Amen. 

tRev.  E.   H.    Sears 

188 

I'rospect  or   St.   Matthew.  D.C.M. 

MOST  High,  before  Thy  throne  above 

The  guardian  Angels  stand. 
And  ever  to  Thy  work  of  love 

Devote  both  heart  and  hand; 
And  casting  down  each  golden  crown 

Beside  the  crystal  sea, 
With  voice  and  lyre  in  happy  choir, 

Hymn  glory,  Lord,  to  Thee. 

And  as  the  rainbow  lustre  falls 

Athwart  their  glowing  wings. 
While  Seraph  unto  Seraph  calls, 

And  each  Thy  goodness  sings. 
So  may  we  bring  before  our  King 

Our  fervent  songs  of  praise, 
Outpouring  love  to  Him  above, 

The  Ancient  of  all  Days. 

Great  King  of  glory,  Lord  renowned. 

Monarch  of  radiant  space, 
With  wisdom,  strength  and  beauty  crowned 

In  that  Thy  holy  place; 


218  FESTIVALS  OF  ANGELS 


May  we  "below  Thy  glory  show, 

As  Angels  do  above, 
And  labour  still  to  do  Thy  Will 

Aflame  with  zeal  and  love. 

Here,  where  the  Angels  see  us  come 

To  worship  day  by  day, 
Teach  us  to  seek  our  heavenly  home, 

And  love  Thee  e'en  as  they; 
Teach  us  to  raise  our  notes  ot  praise, 

With  them  Thy  love  to  own, 
That  childhood's  flower  and  manhood's  power 

Be  Thine,  and  Thine  alone. 

All-glorious  God,  the  Angels'  King, 

Teach  us  to  build  aright 
A  shining  temple  as  we  sing — 

A  fane  of  living  light, 
A  holy  cell  where  Thou' may 'st  dwell, 

An  altar  and  a  shrine, 
Where  love's  own  fire,  still  mounting  higher. 

Eternally  shall  shine.    Amen. 

JDean   F.  W.  Farrar. 

189 

Ewing.  7.6.D. 

O  HEAR  the  song  of  Angels, 

Come  down  from  realms  above; 
A  song   of   radiant  gladness, 

A  song  of  peace  and  love, 
A  song  of  endless  glory, 

That  through  the  world  shall  flow; 
For  our  Great  Master  cometh 

From  heaven   to  earth  below. 


FESTIVALS  OF  ANGELS  219 

It  fills  the  empyrean, 

It  flashes  through  the  skies, 
It  floods  the  earth  with  "beauty, 

And  far  and  wide  it  flies; 
It  goeth  east  and  westward, 

It  runneth  south  and  north. 
Transcendent  news  it  hringeth, 

Of  right  celestial  worth. 

The  winds  all  bear  the  message; 

The  moon,  the  stars,  the  sun, 
Proclaim  the  wondrous  story, 

Of  that  new  reign  begun. 
A  reign  of  truth  and  justice, 

Of    splendour   and    of  strength, 
For  our  great  King  is  coming 

To  bless  His  world  at  length. 

Then  sing,  ye  holy  Angels, 

And  sing,  ye  sons  oif  men, 
The  King  of  Glory  cometh, 

Within  our  hearts  to  reign. 
He  comes  to  bring  us  Freedom, 

To  teach  us  how  to  live; 
Dispelling  gloom    and    error, 

He  wisdom's  light  doth  give. 

Now  unto  G-od  the  Father, 

And  unto  God  the  Son, 
And  unto  God  the  Spirit 

Be  equal  honour  done. 
With  songs  of  praise  and  worship 

The  Three  in  One  adore; 
God  grant  us  strength  to  serve  Him 

And  love  Him  more  and  more.    Amen. 

M.    Bright. 


220  FESTIVALS  OF  ANGELS 


190 

Salutas.  8.7.8.7. 

O    SWEET  the  enchanting    anthem, 

That  stole  o'er  the  listening  earth, 
When  Angels  of  God  descended, 

Proclaiming  our  Master's  hirth. 
E'en  now  we  may  catch  the  echoes, 

Across  the  abyss  of  time, 
Of  the  strange  and  wondrous  music 

That  swelled  in  that  song  sublime. 

But  the  voices  of  earth  are  many, 

And  loud  are  its  sounds  of  strife, 
And  the  song  of  the  deathless  Angels 

Grows  faint  in  the  rush  of  life. 
Yet  oft  in  the  lull  of  tumult, 

We  hear  the  far  music  roll, 
And  softly  the  song  of  the  Angels 

Is  borne  to  the  listening  soul. 

O  beautiful  angel  anthem  ! 

Earth  waits  thy  full  tones  again. 
Till  loud  o'er  the  Babel  of  nations 

Is  heard  thy  majestic  strain. 
And  the  many  discordant  voices 

Grow  faint,  and  fainter,  and  cease. 
In  the  heaven  of  thy  blest  enchantment, 

Sweet  anthem  of  joy  and  peace.    Amen. 

Shapcott    Wentley. 
By   permisiion   of    Novello  &    Co.,    Ltd. 


FESTIVALS  OF  ANGELS  221 

191 

Trisagion    or   O    Quanta  Qualia.  IOr. 

STARS  of  the  morning,  so  gloriously  "bright, 
Filled  with  celestial  virtue  and  light, 
These  that,  where  night  never  foUoweth  day, 
Raise  the  Trisagion*  ever  and  aye: 

These  are  Thy  ministers,  these  dost  Thou  own, 
Lord  God  of  Sahaoth,  nearest  Thy  Throne; 
These  are  Thy  messengers,  these  dost  Thou  send, 
Help  of  the  helpless  ones  !  man  to  defend. 

These  keep  the  guard  amidst  Salem's  dear  bowers, 
Thrones,  Principalities,  Virtues,  and  Powers, 
Where,  with  the  Living  Ones,  mystical  Four, 
Cherubim,   Seraphim  bow  and  adore. 

"Who  like  the  Lord?"  thunders  Michael  the  Chief; 
Raphael,    "the  Cure   of   God,"   comforteth  grief; 
And,  as  at  Nazareth,  prophet  of  peace, 
Gabriel,  "the  Light  of  God,"  bringeth  release. 

Then,  when  the  earth  was  first  poised  in  mid  space, 
Then,  when  the  planets  first  sped  on  their  race, 
Then,  when  were  ended  the  six  days'   employ. 
Then  all  the  Sons  of  God  shouted  for  joy. 

Still  let  them  succour  us;   still  let  them  fight, 
Lord  of  angelic  hosts,  battling  for  right; 
TtU,  where  their  anthems  they  ceaselessly  pour, 
We  with  the  Angels  may  bow  and  adore. 


222  FESTn^ALS.OF  ANGELS 

Low  before  Him  with  our  praises  we  fall, 

Of  Whom,  and  in  Whom,  and  through  Whom  are  all; 

Of  Whom,  the  Father;  and  in  Whom,  the  Son; 

Through  Whom,  the  Spirit,  with  Them  ever  One.    Amen. 

St.   Joseph  of  the  Studium    (A.D.   840),   tr.  by  Dr.  J.  M.  Neale. 

*It  should  be  noted  that  this  word  must  be  pronounced  Triss- 
hagg-ion,  NOT  Trysayjohn.  It  is  the  Greek  equivalent  of  Ter- 
sanctus    or    Thrice-Holy. 


192 

Pilgrims    of    the   night.  11.10.11.10.9.11. 

THROUGH  all  the  world  angelic  songs  are  swelling 

O'er   earth's  green  fields,  and   ocean's  wave-heat  shore; 
How  sweet  the  truth  those  blessed  strains  are  telling 
Of  that  new  life  when  sin  shall  be  no  more. 
Angels   of  mercy,   Angels   of  light, 
Singing  to  welcome  the  pilgrims  of  the  night ! 

Onward  we  go,  for  still  we  hear  them  singing, 

"Come  weary  souls,   the  Master  bids  you  come." 
And  through  the  dark,  its  echoes  sweetly  ringing, 
His  word   of  love   so  gently  calls  us  home. 
Angels  of  gladness.  Angels  of  light, 
Singing  to  welcome  the  pilgrims  of  the  night ! 

Far,  far  away,  like   bells   at  evening  pealing. 

The  voice  that  charms  is  heard  o'er  land  and  sea; 
And  laden  souls,  now  led  by  His  revealing, 
Kind  Shepherd,  turn  their  weary  steps  to  Thee. 
Angels  of  wisdom,  Angels  of  light, 
Singing  to  welcome  the  pilgrims  of  the  night ! 


ALL    SAINTS'   DAY  223 

Rest  comes  at  length;   though  life  he  long  and  dreary, 

The  day  must  dawn  and  darksome  night  he  past; 
Faith's  journey  ends  in  welcome  to  the  weary, 
All  shall  he  one  in  God's  true  light  at  last. 
Angels  of  valour,  Angels  of  light, 
Singing  to  welcome  the  pilgrims  of  the  night ! 

Angels,  sing  on,  your  faithful  watches  keeping, 
Sing  us  sweet  fragments  of  the  songs  above; 
Till  morning's  joy  shall  end  the  night  of  weeping. 
Life's  shadows  melt;  bursts  forth  the  cloudless  love. 
Angels  of  beauty,  Angels  of  light, 
Singing  to  welcome  the  pilgrims  of  the  night  !     Amen. 

tRev.   F.   VN\  Faber. 
Also    suitable    for    Festivals     of    the    Angels    are: 
296.      Glory   be    in   earth    and    heaven. 
503.      Mighty   Angels,    Flames    of   Fire. 


ALL  SAINTS'  DAY 
AND  OTHER  FESTIVALS  OF  SAINTS 


All    Saints. 


PROCESSIONAL 

193 


WHO  are  these  like  stars  appearing. 

These  before  God's  throne  who  stand? 
Each  a  golden  crown  is  wearing, 
Who  are   all   this   glorious  band? 
Alleluia,   hark  they   sing. 
Praising  loud  their  heavenly   King. 


224  FESTIVALS  OF  SAINTS 

Who   are  these   in  dazzling   brightness. 

Clothed  in  God's  own  righteousness, 
These  whose  robes  of  purest  whiteness, 
Shall  their   lustre  still  possess, 
Still  untouched  by  time's  rude  hand — 
Whence  came  all  this  glorious  band? 

These  are  men  of  holy  living, 

Pure   and  noble,   full  of  love, 
Who,  while  utmost  service  giving, 
Fixed  their  hearts   on  things  above. 
Eager  helpers,  true  and  tried. 
Casting  thoughts  of  self  aside. 

Offering  as  a  pure  oblation 

Every    step    their   feet    have   trod, 
Here    amid   the   world's   temptation 
They  have  lived  as  sons  of  God. 
Workers  in  His  chosen  field. 
Loving  service  they  did  yield. 
These  the  Almighty  contemplating, 
Did   as  Priests  before  Him  stand, 
Mind  and  body  always  waiting, 
Day  and  night  at  His  command. 
By  the  love  that  in  them  burned. 
Higher  service  they  have  earned.    Amen. 

tH.  T.  Schenk  (A.D.  1656),  tr.  by  Frances  E.  Cox  (vv.  3,  4  added) 

194 

Faith  or   Stella.  -  8s.    (six   lines). 

BENEATH  the  Banner  of  their  King 
The  Saints  have  won  their  diadem; 
Beneath  that  Banner  conquering 

May  we  too  fight  and  win  like  them; 

O  King  of  Saints,  grant  Thou  that  we 
The  least  among  Thy  Saints  may  be. 


FESTIVALS  OF   SAINTS  225 

For  Thee  they  dared  the  world  to  face, 
For  Thee  renounced  its  pleasures  here; 

O  grant  us,  too,  that  saintly  grace, 
The  world  to  neither  love  nor  fear; 
O  King  of  Saints,  etc. 

For  Thee  they  dared  the  Faith  to  own. 

Though  men  denied  it  all  around; 
May  we,  too,  hold  that  Faith  alone, 

And  unto  death  be  faithful  found; 
O  King  of  Saints,  etc. 

They  loved  Thee,  too,  with  Martyr's  love, 

That  sanctified  life's  lowliest  deed; 
O,  grant  us,  too,  our  hearts  ahove, 

The  saintly  life  of  love  to  lead; 
O  King  of  Saints,  etc. 

Lord,  give  us  strength  till  strife  shall  end, 

And  give  us  love  that  never  faints, 
For  though  Thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend, 
Yet  Thou  art,  too,  the  King  of  Saints; 

Be  Thou  our  King,  and  grant  that  we 
The  least  among  Thy  Saints  may  he.   Amen. 

Colonel    W.    H.    Turton. 

195 

For   all    the    Saints.  10  10  10.4. 

FOR    all   the  Saints   who    from   their   labours  rest. 
Who  Thee  by  faith  before  the  world  confessed, 
Thy  Name,  O  Jesu,  be  for  ever  blest. 

Alleluia  ! 


226  FESTIVALS   OF  SAINTS 

Thou  wast  their  Rock,  their  Fortress,   and  their  Might; 
Thou,  Lord,  their  Captain  in  the  well-fought  fight; 
Thou  in  the  darkness  drear  their  one  true  Light. 

AUeluia ! 

O  may  Thy  soldiers,  faithful,  true,  and  bold, 
Fight  as  the  Saints  who  nobly  fought  of  old, 
And  win,  with  them,  the  victor's  crown  of  gold. 

Alleluia  ! 

O  blest  communion  !  fellowship  divine  ! 
We  feebly  struggle,  they  in  glory  shine; 
Yet  all  are  one  in  Thee,  for  all  are  Thine. 

Alleluia  ! 

And  when  the  strife  is  fierce,  the  warfare  long, 
Steals  on  the  ear  the  distant  triimiph-song. 
And  hearts  are  brave  again,  and  arms  are  strong, 

Alleluia  ! 

The  golden  evening  brightens  in  the  west; 
Soon,  soon  to  faithful  warriors  comes  their  rest. 
Sweet  is  the  calm  of  Paradise  the  blest. 

Alleluia  ! 

But  lo  !   there  breaks  a  yet  more  glorious  day; 
The  Saints  triumphant  rise  in  bright  array: 
The  King  of  glory  passes  on  His  way. 

Alleluia  ! 

From  earth's  wide  bounds,  from  ocean's  farthest  coast, 
Through  gates  of  pearl  streams  in  the  coimtless  host, 
Singing    to    Father,   Son,    and   Holy   Ghost. 

Alleluia  !      Amen. 


I 


Bp.  W.  W.  How. 


I 


FESTIVALS  OF  SAINTS  227 


196 

St.    Michael.  S.M. 

FOR  Thy  dear  Saints,  O  Lord, 

Who  strove  in  Thee  to  live. 
Who  followed  Thee,  obeyed,  adored, 

Our  grateful  hymn  receive. 

For  Thy  dear  Saints,  O  Lord, 

Who  strove  in  Thee  to  die, 
And  found  in  Thee  a  full  reward, 

Accept  our  thankful  cry. 

Thine  earthly  members  fit 

To  join  Thy  Saints  above. 
In  one  communion  ever  knit^ 

One  fellowship  of  love. 

O  Christ,  Thy  Name  we  bless. 

And  humbly  pray  that  we 
May  follow  them  in  holiness, 

Who  lived  and  died  for  Thee. 

All  might,  all  praise,  be  Thine, 

Father,  co-equal  Son, 
And  Spirit,  Bond  of  love  Divine, 

While  endless  ages  run.    Amen. 

tBp.    R.   Mant. 
'St.   Anne  or  St.    Francis.  O-M. 

HAIL,  ye,  God's  saints,  that  lived  and  died, 

Your  greatness  all  unguessed; 
Whose  faith  serene  on  every  side 

Filled  fevered  hearts  with  rest. 


228  FESTRT-ALS  OF  SAINTS 

Hail,  ye,  God's  brave,  that  fought  ajid  fell, 

Your  deeds  unseen,   unsung; 
Who  wrought  the  world  wherein  we  dwell; 

Whose  dreams  we  move  among. 

•    Hail,  ye  true  servants  of  your  King  ! 
To  you  glad  song  we  raise; 
Accept  the  heart-deep  thanks  we  hring; 
Accept   our   souls'   soft   praise  ! 

Teach  us  your  secret;  help  us  still. 

On,  up;  so  we  at  length. 
Like  you,  the  world  ahout  us  fill 

With  beauty  and  with  strength. 

To  Christ,  the  King  of  all  the  saints, 

To  Father,   Spirit,   Son, 
Be  glory  from  His  Church  on  earth 

And  those  whose  fight  is  won.     Amen. 

D.    W.   M.  Burn. 

198 

Deerhurst.  8.7.D. 

HAEK  the  sound  of  holy  voices 

Chanting  at  the  crystal  sea: 
Alleluia,  Alleluia, 

Alleluia,   Lord,  to  Thee. 
Multitude  which  none  can  number 

Like  the  stars  in  glory  stands. 
Clothed  in  white  apparel,  holding 

Palms  of  victory  in  their  hands. 

Patriarch  and  holy  prophet 
Who  prepared  the  way  of  Christ, 

King,  Apostle,  Saint,  Confessor, 
Martyr  and  Evangelist, 


FESTIVALS  OF  SAINTS 


Saintly  maiden,  godly  matron, 
Widows  wlio  have  watched  in  prayer, 

Joined  in  holy  concert  singing 
To  the  Lord  of  all,  are  there. 

Marching  with  Thy  cross  their  banner, 

They  have  triumphed  following 
Thee,  their  Captain  of  salvation, 

Thee,  their  Leader  and  their  King; 
Worthy  deeds  they  wrought  and  wonders, 

Worthy  of  the  Name  they  bore; 
We  with  meetest  praise  and  sweetest 

Honour  them  for  evermore. 

Now  they  reign  in  heavenly  glory, 

Now  they  walk  in  golden  light, 
Now  they  drink  as  from  a  river 

Holy  bliss  and  infinite; 
Love  and  peace  they  taste  for  ever, 

And  all  truth  and  knowledge  see 
In  the  Beatific  Vision 

Of  the  Blessed  Trinity. 

God  of  God,  Alone-begotten, 

Light  of  Light,  Emmanuel, 
In  Whose  Body  joined  together 

All  the  Saints  for  ever  dwell; 
Pour  upon  us  of  Thy  fullness, 

That  we  may  for  evermore, 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son,  and 

God  the  Holy  Ghost  adore.    Amen. 

+Bp.  C.  Wordsworth. 


230  FESTIVALS  OF  SAINTS 


199 

Aurelia.  7.6.D. 

HARK  to  the  Church  Triumphant 

Her  songs  of  praise  and  love, 
And  leave  awhile  the  Church  here 

To  join  the  Church  above; 
Think  not  of  toil  and  conflict, 

Think  not  of  troubles  nigh, 
Not  of  the  Church  at  warfare, 

But  of  the  Church  on  high. 

Hark  to  the  holy  Angels 

Around  the  throne  of  Light, 
They  love  to  serve  God  daily, 

His  worship  their  delight; 
Lord,  grant  that  here  in  this  world 

We  may  Thy  worship  love, 
Hereafter  like  the  Angels 

May  worship  Thee  above. 

Hark  to  the  great  Apostles 

To  whom  the  Faith  was  given, 
"One  ever-blessed  Trinity, 

One  Church  in  earth  and  heaven": 
Lord,  grant  that  through  all  conflicts 

We  ever  hold  as  Thine, 
The  apostolic  doctrine 

And  fellowship  divine. 

Hark  to  the  white-robed  Martyrs, 

They  tell  of  victories  won, 
Through  Him  Who  loved  them  dearly. 

Through  Him  they  loved  alone: 


FESTIVALS  OF  SAINTS  231 

Lord,  grant  that  we  from  cMldliood, 

E'en  to  our  latest  breath, 
May  love  Thee  like  the  Martyrs 

With  love  as  strong  as  death. 

Hark  to  the  brave  Confessors 

Who  dared  the  world  to  face, 
Its  scorn  and  its  upbraiding, 

Its  hatred  and  disgrace: 
Lord,  grant  that  those  now  called  on 

Thy  witnesses  to  be, 
May  act  like  brave  Confessors 

And  leave  results  to  Thee. 

Hark  to  the  countless  number 

All  Saints — around  the  Throne, 
They  praise  Thee,  Holy,  Holy, 

Most  Holy  Lord,  alone: 
Grant  that  Thy  Saints  in  this  world 

Like  all  Thy  Saints  above. 
May  praise  Thee,  Lord,  and  love  Thee 

With  ever  deepening  love.    Amen. 

Colonel   W.  H.  Turton. 

200 

New    York.  7.6.D. 

JESU,  the  King  of  Martyrs, 

To  Thee  our  hearts  we  raise, 
In  joyful  songs  of  victory, 

In  thankful  hymns  of  praise; 
For  all  whom  Thou  hast  chosen, 

Though  here  unknown  they  be, 
For  all  the  holy  Martyrs 

Who  lived  and  died  for  Thee. 


232  FESTIVALS   OF  SAINTS 


We  know  not  what  the  perils 

By  which  they  once  were  tried, 
How  sore  they  oft  were  tempted, 

How  near  the  Faith  denied; 
We  only  know  they  conquered, 

For  Thou  didst  victory  send, 
And  thus  the  holy  Mart3n:s 

Were  faithful  to  the  end. 

And  now,  O  Lord,  we  know  not 

Whate'er  our  life  may  he. 
Its  trials  and  its  dangers. 

But  they  are  known  to  Thee; 
Therefore  in  mercy  give  us 

Thy  succour  day  by  day. 
Strength  of  the  holy  Martyrs, 

Be  Thou  our  Strength,  we  pray. 

Thus  grant  us,  all  unworthy. 

Thy  blessing  from  above, 
Give  us  the  Martyr's  courage, 

Give  us  the  Martyr's  love; 
And  when  the  strife  is  over, 

For  ever  may  we  sing, 
With  all  the  Saints  and  Martyrs 

To  Thee  our  own  dear  King.    Amen. 

Colonel  W.  H.  Turton. 

201 

St.    Gertrude.  -  6.5.    (12    lines). 

KING  of  Saints  for  ever,  unto  Thee  we  sing,  1 

Of  all  Saints  the  Captain,  of  all  Saints  the  King; 
Captain,   leading   onward,  through  this  sin-stained  strife. 
King,  at  length  bestowing  crowns  of  sinless  life: 
In  one  blest  communion  with  all  Saints  of  Thine, 
King  of  Saints,  unite  us,  in  Thy  Love  divine. 


FESTIVALS  OF  SAINTS  233 


King  of  Saints  in  sorrow,  if  earth's  joys  should  fade, 
Thou  art  still  the  nearest  'neath  Thy  Cross's  shade; 
Hero  Thy  Saints  have  gathered  love  that  never  faints, 
Perfected  through  suffering,  like  the  King  of  Saints; 
So  through   earthly   sorrows   which   Thy  Saints  attend. 
King  of  Saints,  O  hring  us  where  all  sorrows  end. 

King  of  Saints  triumphant,  every  victory  won, 

Every  sin  resisted,  Thine  the  praise  alone; 

Thou  their  Bang  wast  near  them  when  Thy  Saints  were  tried, 

Thou  their  King  didst  cheer  them,  fighting  hy  their  side; 

Like  Thy  Saints,  triumphant  he  our  onward  way. 

King  of  Saints,  O  lead  us,  victors  every  day. 

King  of  Saints  departed,  in  that  land  so  blest. 
Where  no  sin  can  trouble,  where  the  weary  rest; 
Best,  since  life's  long  conflict  for  their  King  is  past, 
Rest,  till  they  in  beauty  see  their  King  at  last; 
Yet  the  Saints  departed,  still  for  us  they  care. 
King  of  Saints,  O  hearken  to  their  fervent  prayer. 

King  of  Saints  in  glory,  who  in  raiment  white, 
Cast  their  crowns  adoring  round  the  Throne  of  Light; 
Where  the  palms  are  waving,  o'er  the  crystal  sea, 
And  the  incense  rising  to  the  One  in  Three; 
For  that  glorious  worship  with  Thy  Saints  above, 
King  of  Saints,  prepare  us  in  Thy  boundless  Love. 

)  King  of  Saints  for  ever,  hear  us  as  we  sing, 
May  we  ever  choose  Thee,  Thee  alone  as  King; 
Ever  strive  to  serve  Thee  as  Thy  Saints  have  striven, 
Till  like  them  we  follow  Thee  from  earth  to  heaven; 
There  with  Saints  for  ever  we  will  Thee  adore, 
King  of  Saints,  for  ever  love  Thee  more  and  more.    Amen. 

Colonel  W.  H.  Turton. 


234  FESTIVALS  OF  SAINTS 

202 

Xarenza.  S.M. 

O,  WHAT,  if  we  are  Christ's, 
Is   earthly  shame  or  loss? 
Bright  shall  the  crown  of  glory  be 
When  we  have  borne  the  cross. 

Keen  was  the  trial  once, 
Bitter  the  cup  of  woe, 
When  martyred  Saints,  baptized  in  blood, 
Christ's  sufferings  shared  below: 

Bright  is  their  glory  now, 
Boundless  their  joy  above. 
Where,  on  the  bosom  of  their  God, 
They  rest  in  perfect  love. 

Lord,   may  that  grace   be   ours, 
Like  them  in  faith  to   bear 
All  that  of  sorrow,  grief,  or  pain 
May  be  our  portion  here: 

Enough  if  Thou  at  last 
The  word  of  blessing  give, 
And  let  us  rest  b.eneath  Thy  feet, 
Where  Saints  and  Angels  live. 

All  glory,   Lord,    to  Thee, 
Whom  Heaven  and  earth  adore; 
To  Father,   Son,  and  Holy  Ghost,, 
One  God   for  evermore.     Amen. 

Sir  H.  W.  Baker. 


FESTIVALS  OF  SAINTS  235 

203 

Weber  or  March.  7s, 

PALMS  of  glory,  raiment  bright, 
Crowns  that  never  fade  away, 
Gird  and  deck  the  Saints  in  light; 
Priests  and  Kings  and  conquerors  they. 

Yet  the  conquerors  bring  their  palms 

To  our  Lord  upon  His  Throne, 
And  proclaim  in  joyful  psalms 

Victory  through  His  help  alone. 

Kings  their  crowns  for  harps  resign, 
Singing,  as  they  strike  the  chords, 

Realms  of  earth  and  heaven  are  Thine, 
King  (nf  Kings  and  Lord  of  Lords. 

Bound  the  Altar  Priests  confess, 
If  their  robes  are  white  as  snow, 

He,  the  Prince  of  Righteousness, 
G-ave  the  aid  that  made  them  so. 

They  imperfect  were,  like  us; 

O  may  we  like  them  attain, 
Beaching  ever  upward  thus, 

Till  that  higher  life  we  gain. 

To  the  Father   glory  be, 
And  to  Christ,  of  Saints  the  King, 

With  the  Spirit's  Majesty, 
Three  in  One,  Thy  praise  we  sing.   Amen. 

JRev.  J.  Montgomery. 


236  FESTIVALS   OF  SAINTS 


204 

Dretzel.  8.7.8.7.7  7. 

SAINTS  amid  this  world  are  living 

Wlio  are  strangers  to  its  ways, 
Passing  by  its  joys  and  treasures, 
Singing  in  the  darkest  days. 

Here  no  resting-place  they  know; 
Whence  come  they,  and  whither  go? 

They  have  seen  the  golden  city 
Shining  as  the  jasper  stone, 
They  are  come  from  that  great  glory 
Round  our  Christ's  eternal  throne. 

Well  that  glorious  One  they  know, 
He  hath  sent  them  here  below. 

They  have  drunk  the  living  waters, 

On  the  Tree  of  Life  have  fed; 

Therefore  deathless  do  they  journey 

'Midst  the  dsdng  and  the  dead, 

And  unthirsting  do  they  stand 
Here  amid  the  barren  sand. 

Fountains  of  the  life  that  floweth 
Ever   outward  from  His  throne. 
Witnesses  of  wondrous  glory 
To  the  purblind  world  unknown, 

Sent  to  give  the  blind  their  sight, 
Turn  their  darkness  into  light. 

He  hath  sent  them  that  'mid  sorrow, 

'Mid  rejection,  toil  and  loss, 
They  may  show  His  wondrous  sweetness, 
Hymn  the  mystery  of  His  Cross. 

Sing  the  depth  of  Love  that  traced 
That  blest  Path  across  the  waste. 


FESTIVALS  OF  SAINTS  237 

Laud  and  honour  to  the  Father, 

Laud  and  honour  to  the  Son, 
Laud  and  honour  to  the  Spirit, 
Ever  Three,  yet  ever  One; 
Holy,  blessed  Trinity, 
Soon  Thy  glory  may  we  see!    Amen. 

JTr.    from    the    German    by    Emma    Frances    Bevan. 

205 

Alford    or    Ellacombe.  7.6.8.6.D. 

TEN  thousand  times  ten  thousand. 

In  sparkling  raiment  bright. 
The  armies  of  victorious  Saints 

Throng  up  the  steeps  of  light. 
For  now  they  have  transcended 

The  wheel  of  death  and  life; 
Fling  open  wide  the  golden  gates. 

For  victors  in  the  strife. 

What  rush  of  Alleluias 

Fills  all  the  earth  and  sky  ! 
What  ringing  of  a  thousand  harps 

Bespeaks  the  triumph   nigh  ! 
Triumph,  for  which  creation 

And  all  its  tribes  were  made; 
O  joy,  for  all  its  former  woes 

A  thousand-fold  repaid  ! 

O,  then  what  raptured  greetings 

On  this  eternal  shore, 
What  knitting  severed  friendships  up 

Now  partings  are  no  more. 
Then  eyes  with  joy  shall  sparkle 

That  brimmed  with  tears  of  late; 
Orphans   no   longer   fatherless, 

Nor  widows  desolate. 


238  FESTIVALS   OF  SAINTS 

'Twill   be    Thy   glorious  triumph, 

The  Christ  in  Whom  we  live, 
Who  through  His  strength  and  glowing  love 

Eternal  life  doth   give. 
O  call  Him,  "brothers,  call  Him, 

Let  not  your  voice  he  dumb, 
O  Master  of  the  Great  White  Lodge, 

Our  Prince  and  Leader,  come. 

And  now  to  God  the  Father 

All  praise   for  ever  he, 
To   God  the  Son,  with  Whom   our  Chrigt 

Is  one  eternally. 
To   God  the   Holy   Spirit, 

Our  Lord  the  Paraclete, 
To  one  supernal  Triune  God 

We   offer   praises  meet.      Amen. 

JDean    H.    Alford. 

206 

Christiania.  D.C.M. 

THE  Saints  of  God  were  nohle  men 

Who  firmly  kept  the  Faith, 
To   freedom   and  to   conscience  true, 

In  danger  and  in  death. 
Great  souls  were  they,  of  courage  high, 

True  heroes  of  their  age, 
Who,  like  a  rock  in  stormy  seas 

Defied  opposing  rage. 

For  all  they  suffered,  little  cared 

Those  earnest  men  and  wise; 
Their  zeal  for  Christ,  their  love  of  truth, 

Made  them   all   fear  despise, 


FESf iVALrS  OF  SAINTS  23S 


Nor  should  their  deeds  be  e'er  forgot, 

For  noble  men  were  they, 
Who  struggled  hard  for  sacred  rights^ 

And  bravely  won  the  diiy. 

Lord,   such   as  these  our  fathers  wer^, 

May  we  their  children  be, 
And  in  our  hearts  their  spirit  live 

That  gained  our  liberty. 
Lord,  help  us  all  to  do  and  dare 

Whatever  can  be  done, 
That  for  Thy  glorious  cause  of  truth 

The  victory  shall  be  won. 

Great  Three  in  One,  great  One  in  Three, 

Our  hymns  of  praise  receive, 
And  teach  us  all  from  wrong  to  flee. 

And  live  as  we  believe. 
So,  pure  in  faith,  our  thoughts  and  speech 

And  acts   that  faith  shall  own; 
So  shall  we  to  Thy  Presence  reach, 

And  know  as  we  are  known.     Amen. 

tH.    M.    Gunn. 

207 

Ellacombe.  7.6.8.6.D. 

WHEN  our  blind  eyes  are  opened 

What  glories  do  we  see — 
The  heaven  that  lies  about  us  now. 

The   throne,   the   crystal  sea. 
Adoring  hosts  of  Angels, 

Heroic  men  of  old. 
The  rainbow  like  an  emerald, 

The  Saints  with  crowns  of  gold. 


240  i^ESTIVALiS   OF  SAINTS 


Tot  all  these  things  are  symbols 

Designed  to  help  mankind, 
Symbolical  of  glories  rare, 

Too  deep  for  mortal  mind; 
Not  in  some  distant  future, 

But  present  all  the  while, 
That  we  may  labour  here  on  earth 

Encouraged  by  His  smile. 

We  hear  the  sound  of  voices 

Around  the  great  white  throne, 
With  harpers  harping  on  their  harps 

To  Him  Who  sits  thereon; 
Thanksgiving,   glory,  honour. 

We  hear  the  song  arise, 
As  through  the  higher  worlds  it  rolls 

In  wondrous  harmonies. 

From  every  clime  and  kindred, 

And  nations  from  afar, 
As  serried  ranks  returning  home 

In  triumph  from  a  war. 
We  hear  the  Saints  upraising 

The  myriad  hosts  among 
In  praise  of  Christ  the  Lord  of  Love, 

Their  ringing  triumph-song. 

The  Church  our  holy  Mother, 

The  new  Jerusalem. 
We  see   come  down  a  Bride  adorned 

With  jewelled  diadem. 
The  flood  of  crystal  waters 

Flows  down  the  golden  street, 
And  nations  bring  their  honours  there 

And  lay  them  at  her  feet. 


FESTIVALS  OF  SAINTS  241 

And  there  no  sun  is  needed, 

Nor  moon  to  shine  by  night, 
God's  glory  doth  enlighten  all. 

Our  Christ  Himself  the  Light. 
And  there  His  servants  serve  Him 

With  vision  clearer  far, 
For  face  to  face  they  worship  Him 

Their  bright  and  morning  Star. 

O  great  and  glorious  vision, 

Our  Christ  upon  His  throne; 
O  wondrous  sight  for  man  to  see, 

The  Master  with  His  own. 
To  realize  the  splendour 

Of  that  unclouded  Light; 
To  know  the  radiance  of  the  hosts 

Who  walk  with  Him  in  white. 

Almighty  King  and  Father, 

Lord   Christ,   co-equal  Son,  i 

And  Holy  Spirit,  Flame  of  Love, 

Eternal  Three  in  One, 
To  Thee  be  praise  and  honour; 

O  grant  us.  Lord,  that  we 
What  now  we  sing  in  symbol  fair 

Soon  without  veil  may  see.    Amen. 

C.W.L.,    based    on    Rev.    G.    Thring. 

208 

Regent     Square     or    T^ewes.  8.7.8.7.8.7. 

WHO  the  multitudes  can  number. 
Who,  in  Christ's  supreme  domain, 

Praising  Him  their  gracious  Master, 
All  unite  in  joyful  strain? 

Christ  the  great  reward  and  portion 
Which  adoring  spirits  gain. 


242  FESTIVALS  OF  SAINTS 

Now  in  shadow  and  in  figure, 

Mirrored  in  imperfect  light; 
Then,  as  we  are  known,  our  knowledge 

Shall  be  clear,  unveiled,  and  bright; 
For  on  God's  unclouded  glory 

We  shall  gaze  with  cleansed  sight. 

Then  the  Trinity  of  Persons 
We  shall  face  to  face  behold, 

And  the  Unity  of  Substance 
Shall  its   mystery   unfold, 

As  the  wondrous  Triune  Godhead, 
We  adore  in  bliss  untold. 

Courage,  man,  be  strong,  be  faithful, 

Whatsoe'er  thy  burden  be, 
For  unbounded   are  the  glories 

Which  thy  sorrows  work  for  thee; 
^  Soon  the  Light  of  light  for  ever 

Shall  thine  eyes  with  rapture  see. 

God  the  Father,  Fount  of  being, 
Thee,  most  Highest,  we  adore; 

God  the  Son,  our  praise  and  homage 
We  present  Thy  Throne  before; 

Glorious  Paraclete,  we  worship. 
And  we  bless  Thee  evermore.     Amen. 

tRev.  T.  B.  Pollock. 


Other   Hymns   suitable   for  these   Festivals  are: 

27.      0    what    the   joy   and   the   glory  must    be. 
253.      Onward,    Christian    Soldiers. 


ALL  SOULS'  DAY  243 


ALL  SOULS'  DAY 


209 

March   or  Maidstone.  Ts.D. 

BLESSINGr,  honour,  thanks  and  praise 

Pay  we,  Lord  of  Life,  to  Thee; 
Thou,  to  Whom  our  hearts  we  raise, 

Givest  us  the  victory. 
True  and  faithful  to  Thy  word, 

Thou  hast  glorified  Thy  Son, 
Christ  our  ever-radiant  Lord, 

Who  for  us  the  fight  has  won. 

Now  the  prisoner  is  released, 

Lightened  of  the  body's  load; 
Earthly  strife  for  him  hath  ceased; 

He  is  gathered  unto  God. 
Pains  of  earthly  life  are  past, 

Earthly  warfare  now  is  o'er, 
Suflfering  behind  him  cast. 

Grief  and  sickness  are  no  more. 

From  the  heavens  a  voice  doth  cry: 

Happy  are  the  faithful  dead 
In  the  Lord  who  sweetly  die, 

For  a  higher  path  they  tread. 
These  the  Spirit  doth  declare 

Blest,  unutterably  blest; 
Now  a  wider  life  they  share, 

Finding  in  His  presence  rest. 

To  the  army  of  our  Lord, 

We  and  they  alike  belong, 
Join  we  then  in   one   accord 

In  this  glad,  triumphant  song — 


244  ALL  SOULS'  DAY 

Blessing,  honour,  thanks  and  praise, 

Triune  God,  we  pay  to  Thee, 
Thou  to  whom  our  hearts  we  raise 

Givest  us  the  victory.    Amen. 

Based    on   C.   Wesley. 

210 

Salutas.  Irregular. 

HE  has  laid  aside  the  vesture 

That  so  long  has  weighed  him  down; 
A  spacious  and  marvellous   freedom 

Is  of  his  joy  the  crown. 
For  the  chains  of  earth  are  heavy. 

Though  home  with  a  right  good  will; 
Now  from  toil  and  care  delivered 

He  has  "banished  all  fear  of  ill. 

On  earth  there  are  many  restrictions, 

Uncertainties  manifold; 
There  is  always  the  fear  of  sickness. 

The  doubt  what  the  futiure  may  hold. 
The  needs  of  the  physical  body 

A  slavery  stem  impose. 
But  he  who  is  free  from  its  crushing  weight 

May  blossom  forth  as  the  rose. 

In  a  body  of  subtler  matter 

He  standeth  ever  near, 
Not  far  away  in  some  land  of  dreams. 

But  with  us  now  and  here; 
Not  strange  nor  changed  nor  forgetting 

On  some  distant  mysterious  shore. 
But  just  as  we  always  knew  him, 

He  lives  and  loves  as  of  yore. 


ALL  SOULS'  DAY  245 


It  is  not  the  end  of  our  story, 

This  death  that  men  so  fear; 
'Tis  the  gate  of  a  grander  existence, 

A  nobler  and  happier  career. 
Yet  we  who  are  still  in  the  darkness 

Can  help  him  who  lives  in  the  light; 
Our  fervent  affection  will  aid  him 

If  we  but  guide  it  aright. 

No  shadow  of  selfish  mourning 

Must  sully  our  love's  clear  stream; 
We  must  steadfastly  will  his  progress, 

His  happiness  supreme. 
We  must  pour  forth  our  strength  to  encourage, 

To  inspire  him  to  persevere 
In  Christ's  sweet  work  for  the  weak  ones, 

To  guide  them,  to  hearten  and  cheer. 

O  Teacher  of  men  and  of  Angels, 

How  gladly  we  learn  it  from  Thee 
That  death  is  no  king  of  terrors,  , 

But  a  friend  with  a  golden  key. 
To  admit  us  to  loftier  regions 

Where  we  may  more  worthily  praise 
The  Father,  the  Son  and  the  Spirit, 

The  Deathless,  the  Ancient  of  Days.    Amen. 

C.W.L. 

211 

Prospect    or    Noel.  D.C.M. 

IT  singeth  low  in  every  heart, 

We  hear  it  each  and  all — 
A  song  of  those  who  answer  not 

However  we  may  call; 


246  ALL  SOULR'  DAY 


They  throng  the  silence  of  the  breast 

We  sense  them  as  of  yore — 
The  kind,  the  true,  the  "brave,  the  sweet, 

Whom  now  we  see  no  more. 

'Tis  hard  to  take  the  burden  up. 

When  these  have  laid  it  down; 
They  brightened  all  the  joy  of  life, 

They  softened  every  frown. 
But  O  !   'tis  good  to  think  of  them 

When  trouble  is  our  lot; 
Thanks  be  to  God  there  are  such  men, 

Though  now  we  see  them  not. 

More  homelike  seems  that  other  world 

Since  they  have  entered  there; 
To  follow  them  can  but  be  joy. 

Wherever  they  may  fare. 
The  Father's  House  is  mansioned  fair, 

Beyond  our  vision  dim; 
All  men  are  His,  and  here  or  there 

Are  living  unto  Him. 

They  cannot  be  where  God  is  not, 

On  any  sea  or  shore; 
Whate'er  betides,  Thy  Love  abides, 

Our  God  for  evermore. 
Thou  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Thou  changeless  One  in  Three, 
Thy  Love  hath  given  our  love  to  keep 

Its  own  eternally.     Amen. 

tJ.  W.   Chadwick, 


ALL  SOULS*  DAT  247 


212 

Marsyas.  8.5.8  8.5. 

LOVED  Ones,  though  our  waking  vision 

Know  your  forms  no  more,  ^ 

Earth's  illusion  shall  not  hold  us, 
Well  we  know  your  loves  enfold  us 
Even  as  before. 

Death?     'Tis  hut  a  stepping  forward, 

No  divorce  at  all; 
Swifter  than  of  old  the  meeting, 
Warmer,  heartier  the  greeting, 

When  you  hear  our  call. 

And  at  night,  when  softest  slumber 

Seals  these  earthly  eyes, 
Lo,  a  new  day  dawneth  brightly; 
From  our  fetters  slipping  lightly 

To  your  world  we  rise. 

There  to  v/ork  and  there  to  wander 

In  the  sweet  old  way; 
Drink  of  upper  springs  and  nether; 
Learn  what  Love  hath  knit  together 

Standeth  fast  for  aye. 

Praise  and  glory  for  this  knowledge 

To  the  One  in  Three; 
For  the  sting  from  death  is  taken. 
Nevermore  are  we  forsaken 

Through  eternity.    Amen. 


D.  W.  M.  Burn. 


248  ALL  SOULS  ^  DAY 


213 

Dundee.  CM. 

THOU  stern  destroyer  miscalled  Death, 
Whose  mandate   all   obey, 
«  We  yield  to  thee  our  vital  "breath, 

But  we  are  not  thy  prey. 

Let  dust  return  to  kindred  dust, 

As  nature  doth  decree; 
All  her  decrees  we  know  are  just, 

And  this  one  sets  us  free. 

The  soul  immortal  cannot  die, 

For  when  one  life  is  o'er. 
It  gains  a  better  home  again, 

It  lives  for  evermore. 

Hence  thou,  O  death,  art  not  our  foe. 

But  truly  art  our  friend, 
That  brings  nepenthe  for  our  woe, 

And  trial  here  doth  end. 

Thou  art  a  blessing,  not  a  curse, 

Pronounced  on  mortal  man; 
'Tis  better  for  us,  and  not  worse, 

This  life   is  but   a  span. 

Thou  art  an  Angel  in  disguise, 

That  opes  a  prison  door, 
And  bids  us  from  our  chains  to  rise. 

And  meet  our  friends  once  more. 

We'll  dread  no  more  thy  call  from  earth. 

When  thou  shalt  bid  us  come, 
For  now  we  know  that  death  is  birth 

And  that  thou  call'st  us  home.    Amen. 

Anon. 


ALL  SOULS'  DAY  249 

214 

Melcombe.  L.M. 

We  do  not  die — we  cannot  die; 

We  only  change   our  state  of  life 
When  these  earth-temples  fall  and  lie 

Unmoving  'mid  the  world's  wild  strife. 

There  is  no  death  in  God's  wide  world, 

But  one  eternal  scene  of  change; 
The  flag  of  life  is  never  furled, 

It  only  taketh  wider  range. 

And  when  the  spirit  leaves  its  frame, 
Its  home  in  which  it  dwelt  so  long, 

It  goes,  a  real  life  to  claim. 
So  gently,  with  a  low  sweet  song. 

Then  let  us  not  speak  of  "the  dead," 
For  none  are  dead — all  live,  all  love; 

Our  friends  have  only  changed — have  sped 
From  lower  homes  to  homes  above. 

Thank  God  for  this  most  glorious  truth, 
The  knowledge  of  the  world  to  come. 

The  certainty  of  endless  life; 
Proclaim  it  through  all  Christendom  ! 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  One  in  Three,  the  Three  in  One, 

From  those  who  live  above,  below, 
All  honour  be  for  ever  done.     Amen. 

tJ.   S.   Adams    (verses    added). 


250  ALL  SOULS'  DAY 


215 

Fleury.  7.6     (12    lines). 

WE  thank  Thee,  holy  Father, 

That  Thou  hast  set  us  (free 
From  craven  trepidation, 

From   dread   and  misery, 
When  from  their  earthly  bodies 

Our  loved  ones  pass  away 
To  enter  higher  regions 

Of  clear  unclouded  day. 

With  heart  and  soul  we  trust  Thee; 

Thy  love  no  tongue  can  tell; 
Thou  art  the  All-Commander 

Who  doest  all  things  well. 

All  taint  of  grief  and  mourning 

We  firmly  lay  aside, 
Our  seeming  loss  forgetting 

Since  they  are  glorified. 
We  know  they  stand  before  us, 

And  love  us,  as  of  old, 
God  grant  we  may  not  fail  them. 

Nor  let  our  love  grow  cold. 

With  heart  and  soul,  etc. 

O  help  us,  Lord,  to  send  them 

Loving,  unselfish  thought, 
With  fervour  to  uplift  them 

And  serve  them  as  we  ought. 
Knowing  that  they  are  living 

Radiant,  rejoicing,  free, 
We  aid  them  thus  in  giving 

Their  uttermost  to  Thee. 

With  heart  and  soul,  etc. 


I 


ALL  SOULS'  DAY  251 


May  lioly  Angels  guard  them 

And  speed  them  on  their  way; 
May  Light  eternal  guide  them 

Lest  they  should  go  astray. 
We  leave  them  in  Thy  keeping, 

O  Lord  of  death  and  life; 
We  thank  Thee  for  their  freedom 

From  earthly  toil  and  strife. 

With  heart  and  soul,  etc. 

Lord  God,  we  bow  in  worship 

To  Thy  sublime  decree, 
We  bless  the  kind  decision 

That  sets  our  brethren  free. 
We  bless  and  praise  the  Father, 

The  Spirit  and  the  Son, 
And  thank  Him  for  His  goodness 

While  endless  ages  run. 

With  heart  and  soul,  etc.    Amen. 

C.W.L. 

216 

Dix.*  7.6.7.6.7  7. 

WHEN  for  us  the  silent  oar 

Parts  the  Silent  River, 
And  we  leave  this  lower  shore 

Called  by  the  Life-giver, 
Shall  we  miss  the  loved  and  known? 
Shall  we  vainly  seek  our  own? 

Can  the  bonds  that  make  us  here 

Know  ourselves  immortal, 
Drop  away,  like  foliage  sere, 

At  life's  Inner  portal? 
What  is  holiest  below 
Must  for  ever  live  and  grow. 

♦Substitate    a   aemibreve   for   tbe   two   minims    in  bar  four. 


252  ALL  SOULS'  DAY 


He  who  plants  within  our  hearts 

All  this  deep  affection, 
Giving,  when  the  form  departs 

Fadeless  recollection, 
Will  hut  clasp  the  unbroken  chain 
Closer  when  we  meet  again. 

Therefore  dread  we  not  to  go 

O'er  the  Silent  River; 
Death,  thy  hastening  oar  we  know; 

Bear  us,  Thou  Life-giver, 
Through  the  waters  to  the  shore 
Where  our  own  have  gone  before. 

Alleluia  now  we  cry 

To   the   King   Immortal, 
Bearing  us  triumphantly 

Through  dim  death's  dark  portal, 
To  the  Father  and  the  Son 
And  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One.    Amen. 


JLucy    Larcom. 


217 

Quies.  '  10.10.12.10.10.10. 

YE  who  have  passed  away 

Out  from  the  storm; 
Ye  who  have  cast  away 

Earth's  mortal  form; 
Ye  who  were  near  to  us. 
Bringing  good  cheer  to  us; 


ALL  SOULS'  DAY  253 


Ye  who  were  dear  to  us, 

CaJm  be  your  rest, 
Near  to  us,  dear  to  us, 

Calm  be  your  rest; 
Near  to  us,  dear  to  us, 

Calm  be  your  rest. 

Here  is  no  hiding  place 

Where  we  may  hide; 
Here  no   abiding  place 

Where  we  may  bide; 
Ye  who  have  fought  the  fight 
Till  day  has  brought  the  night; 

Ye  who  have  sought  the  light. 

Calm  be  your  rest, 
Fought  the  fight,  sought  the  light. 

Calm  be  your  rest; 
Fought  the  fight,  sought  the  light. 

Calm  be  your  rest.    Amen. 


George  Whyte. 


Some    of  the    above   hymns   are   suitable   for   use    at    a  Burial    Ser- 
vice;    also    the    following: 

274.  Brief   life    is  here    our   portion. 

317.  He   wants   not    friends. 

336.  Let    saints    on    earth. 

449.  Those   happy   souls. 

481.  Who    fathoms   the    eternal   thought. 


254    ST.  PETER  AND  THE  HOLY  APOSTLES 


ST.  PETER  AND  THE  HOLY  APOSTLES 


218 

Houghton   or   Hanover.  10.10.11.11. 

DISPOSER  supreme,   and  Judge  of  the   earth, 
Thou  choosest  for  Thine  the  weak  and  the  poor; 

To  frail  earthen  vessels  and  things  of  no  worth 
Entrusting   Thy  riches  which  aye  shall   endure. 

Those  vessels  soon  fail,  though  full  of  Thy  light, 

And  at  Thy  decree  are  "broken  and  gone; 
Thence  Tjrightly  appeareth  Thy  truth  in  its  might, 

As   through  the   clouds  riven  the  lightnings  have   shone. 

Like  clouds  are  they  borne  to  do  Thy  great  will, 
And  swift  as  the  winds  about  the  world  go; 

The  fire  of  Thy  Presence  their  spirits  doth  fill. 
They  thunder,  they  lighten,  the  waters  o'erflow. 

Their  sound  goeth  forth,  "O  worship  the  Lord!" 

Then  evil  breaks  down,  its  citadels  fall; 
As  when  the  dread  trumpets  went  forth  at  Thy  word, 

And  one  long  blast  shattered  the  Canaanite's  wall. 

O  loud  be  their  trump,  and  stirring  their  sound, 
To  rouse  us,  O  Lord,  from  slumber  of  sin  ! 

The  lights  Thou  hast  kin^iled  in  darkness  around, 
O    may  they  illumine  our  spirits  within. . 

All  honour  and  praise,  dominion  and  might. 

To  God,  Three  in  One,  eternally  be, 
Who  round  us  hath  spread  His  own  marvellous  light, 

And  called  us  from  darkness  His  glory  to  see  !     Amen. 

tJean  Baptiste  de  Santeuil    (A.T>.  1686 ).    tr.   hx  "Rex.  T.  Williams. 


Aureli 


ST.  PETER  AND  THE  HOLY  APOSTLES  255 


219 

IN  royal  robes  of  splendour, 

Before  the  great  King's  feet, 
The  Princes  of  His  Kingdom, 

The  crowned  Apostles,  meet; 
To  Him  their  songs  adoring 

With  heart  and  tongue  they  bring, 
Pure  hearts  and  mighty  voices— 

E'en  as  the  Angels  sing. 

This  Order  sheds  its  lustre 

O'er  all  the  human  race; 
A  mighty  band  of  preachers 

Sent  out  before  His  Face; 
Rock  of  His  Church,  for  ages 

In  highest  honour  known, 
Whose  glorious  Master-Builder 

Is  Head  and  Corner-Stone. 

These  are  the  Nazareans, 

Famed  heralds  to  the  world, 
Who,  preaching  Christ,  His  Banner 

Of  victory  unfurled. 
Day  unto  day  shows  knowledge; 

Night  utters  speech  to  night; 
'So  these  to  earth's  four  comers 

Their  wondrous  tale  recite. 

Christ's  burden  light  they  proffer, 

His  easy  yoke  proclaim; 
The  seed  of  life  they  scatter, 

That  all  may  own  His  Name. 


2o6  ST.  PETER  AND  THE  HOLY  APOSTLES 

The  earth  brought  forth  and  budded, 
Where'er  their  ploughshare  ran, 

And  fruits  of  increase  followed 
The  faith  of  God  made  Man. 

These  are  the  sure  foundation 

On  which  the  Temple  stands; 
The  living  stones  compacting 

That  house  not  made  with  hands; 
The  gates  by  which  man  enters 

Jerusalem  the  new; 
The  bond  which  knits  together 

The  Gentile  and  the  Jew. 

Let  error  flee  before  them, 

Let  truth  extend  her  sway; 
Let  dread  of  final  judgment 

To  faith  and  love  give  way; 
That,  loosed  from  all  offences, 

We  then  may  numbered  be 
Among  Thy  Saints  in  glory, 

Around  the  Throne  with  Thee. 

To  Christ  our  Holy  Master 

Be  honour,  love  and  praise, 
Who  sent  forth  His  Apostles 

To  teach  Hi's  kingdom's  ways. 
To  Father,  Son  and  Spirit 

All  things  created  bow; 
May  He,  the  God  we  worship. 

Inspire  our  actions  now.    Amen. 


tJackson   Mason. 


I 


ST.  PETER  AND  THE  HOLY  APOSTLES  257 


,ST.   PETER. 


220 

St.    Michael.  S.M. 

O  SHEPHERD  of  the  sheep. 

High  Priest  of  things  to  come, 
Who  didst  in  grace  Thy  servant  keep, 

And  take  him  safely  home; 

Accept  our  song  of  praise 

For  all  his  holy  care, 
His  zeal  unquenched  through  length  of  days, 

The  trials  that  he  hare. 

Chief  of  Thy  faithful  hand, 

He  held  himself  the  least, 
Though  Thy  great  keys  were  in  his  hand, 

O  everlasting  Priest. 

So,  trusting  in  Thy  might, 

He  won  a  fair  renown; 
So,  waxing  valiant  in  the  fight, 

He  trod  the  lion  down. 

Then  rendered  up  to  Thee 

The  charge  Thy  love  had  given. 
And  passed  away  Thy  Face  to  see 

Revealed  in  highest  Heaven. 

On  all  our  Bishops  pour 

The  Spirit  of  Thy  grace; 
That,  as  he  won  the  palm  of  yore, 

So  they  may  run  their  race; 

That,  when  this  life  is  done, 

They  may  with  him  adore 
The  ever  Blessdd  Three  in  One, 

In  bliss  for  evermore.     Amen. 

Rev.  V.   S.  S.  Coles. 


258     ST.  PETEB  AND  THE  HOLY  APOSTLES 


221 

Rockingham.  L.M. 

THE  eternal  gifts  of  Christ  the  King, 
The  Apostles'  glory,  let  us  sing; 
To  Him,  with  hearts  of  gladness,  raise 
The  voice  of  thankful  love  and  praise. 

For  they  the  Church's  princes  are, 
Triumphant  leaders  in  the  war; 
In  heavenly  courts  a  warrior  band, 
True  lights  to  lighten  every  land. 

Theirs  was  the  steadfast  faith  of  Saints, 
The  hope  that  never  yields  nor  faints, 
And  love  of  Christ  in  perfect  glow, 
That  lays  the  force  of  evil  low. 

In  them  the  Father's  glory  shone; 
In  them  the  will  of  God  the  Son; 
In  them  exults  the  Holy  Ghost; 
Through  them  rejoice  the  heavenly  Host. 

O  Master,  hear  us  of  Thy  love, 
That,  with  the  glorious  band   above, 
Before  the  shining  of  Thy  Face, 
Thy  servants  also  ^may  have  place. 

Praise  God,  from  Whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  Host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.    Amen. 

Ancient   Office   Hymn,   tr.  by   Dr.   J.   M.   Neale   and  others. 


EUCHAEISTIC  259 


EUCHARISTIC 


222 

Alleluia.  8.7.D. 

ALLELUIA  !  praise  our  Master  I 

His  the  Sceptre,  His  the  Throne; 
Alleluia,  His  the  glory, 

His  the  victory  alone. 
Lo  !  the  song  His  Church  is  singing 

Thunders  like  a  mighty  sea; 
By  the  splendour  of  His  triumph 

Christ  our  Lord  hath  made  us  free. 

Alleluia  !  not  as  orphans 

Are  we  left  in  sorrow  now, 
Alleluia  !  ever  present 

In  Thy  Sacrament  art  Thou. 
Though  the  cloud  from  sight  received  Thee 

When  the  forty  days  were  o'er, 
Shall  our  hearts  forget  Thy  promise, 

"I  am  with  you  evermore"? 

Alleluia  !     Bread  of  Angels; 

Thou  on  earth  our  Food,  our  Stay; 
Alleluia  !   here  Thy  people 

Live  by  Thee  from  day  to  day; 
Ruler  of  those  Hosts  of  Angels, 

When  we  rest  from  earthly  strife 
Grant  us  even  closer  union 

In  that  higher,  fuller  life. 


260  EUCHABISTIC 


Alleluia  !     King  eternal, 

Thee  the  Lord  of  Lords  we  own; 
Alleluia  !  horn  of  Mary, 

Earth  Thy  footstool,  heaven  Thy  throne; 
Thou  within  the  veil  hast  entered 

Robed  in  light,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Still  on  earth  both  Priest  and  Victim 

In  the  Eucharistic   Feast. 

Alleluia  !   praise  our  Master  ! 

His  the  Sceptre,  His  the  Throne; 
Alleluia  !     His  the  glory, 

His  the  victory  alone. 
Lo  !  the  song  His  Church  is  singing 

Thunders  like  a  mighty  sea; 
By  the  splendour  of  His  triumph 

Christ  our  Lord  hath  made  us  free.   Amen. 

JWilliain    Chatterton    Dix. 

223 

Onyx.  6.5.6.5. 


CHRIST  our  Lord  most  Holy,. 

King  of  might  and  power, 
Thou  Thyself  art  dwelling 

With  us  at  this  hour. 

Nature  cannot  hold  Thee, 
Heaven  is  all  too  strait 

For   Thine  endless  glory 
And  Thy  royal  state. 

Out  beyond  the  shining 
Of  the  furthest  star 

Thou  art  ever  stretching 
Infinitely  far. 


EUCHAEISTIC  261 


Thine  almighty  Power 

Makes  the  sun  to  shine, 
Yet  to  us  Thou  comest 

Veiled  in  Bread  and  Wine. 

In  Thy  chosen  symbols 

Thou  dost  deign  to  dwell, 
Thus  Thy  sweetness  strengthens 

Those  who  love  Thee  weU. 

Lord,  how  can  we  thank  Thee 

For  a  gift  like  this, 
Gift  on  earth  that  bringeth 

Heaven's  eternal  bliss? 

We  can  only  love  Thee 

More  than  tongue  can  tell, 
And  by  helping  others 

We  may  serve  Thee  well. 

It  is  written  clearly, 

Plain  for  all  to  see, 
"Serving  these  My  children 

Ye  are  serving  Me." 

Christ  our  Lord  most  holy. 

At  Thy  Feet  we  bow; 
Monarch  of  the  Angels, 

Thou  art  with  us  now. 

Glory   to   the  Father, 

Glory  to   the   Son, 
And  the   Holy    Spirit 

While  all  ages  run.     Amen. 

JRev.  F.    W.    Fabcr    (sume   verses    added). 


262  EUCHARISTIC 


224 

Ellacombe    or    Aurelia.  7.6.D. 

ETERNAL  King  of  Glory, 

Most   dear  and   Holy  Lord, 
Our  song  of  adoration 

We  raise  in  glad  accord. 
Thou  art  the  God  Who  made  us, 

Our  life  is  all  from  Thee; 
Thy  sacrifice  supernal 

Has  caused  the  world  to  be. 

Thou  hast  not  left  us  helpless, 

For  to  Thy  mystic  Bride, 
The  Church  which  Thou  hast  founded, 

Our  Mother  true  and  tried. 
Thou  pourest  out  Thy  blessing. 

Effulgent  as  the  sea, 
A  boundless  benediction 

On  all  who  follow  Thee. 

Thy  love  is  all  around  us; 

Its  rays  are  thousandfold; 
It  meets  us  in  our  Baptism 

Our  weakness  to  uphold. 
Brightest  of  all  it  floweth 

When  on  Thine  Altar-shrine 
Thy  very  Self  .Thou  givest 

In  form  of  Bread  and  Wine. 

O  Eucharist  Most  Holy, 

Sweet  Sacrament  Divine  ! 
O  Christ,  both  Priest  and  Victim, 

How  glorious  dost  Thou  shine  ! 


EUCHART8TIC  263 


We  hail  Thee,  praise  Thee,  bless  Thee, 

We  worship  and  adore; 
O  grant  us  power  and  wisdom 

To  love  Thee  more  and  more  !    Amen. 


C.W.L. 


225 

Lewps    or    St.    Thomas.  8.7.8.7.8. 

LET  all  mortal  flesh  keep  silence; 

In  expectant  reverence  stand; 
Ponder  nothing  earthly-minded; 

Every  lower  thought  withstand; 
For  our  Christ  to  earth  descendeth 

With  a  blessing  in  His  Hand. 

King  of  Kings,  yet  born  of  Mary 

In  a  stable  dark  and  rude. 
Once  again  to  earth  He  cometh 

In  a  new  similitude; 
He  His  Blood  and  Body  offers 

To  mankind  as  Mystic  Food. 

Rank  on  rank  the  Host  of  Heaven 
Spreads  its  vanguard  on  the  way, 

As  the  Light  of  Light  descendeth 
From  the  realms  of  endless  day, 

Rolling  back  the  clouds  of  evil 
As  the  darkness  clears  away. 

At   His  Feet   the   glowing  Seraphs, 

Cherubim,  with  burning  eye, 
Veil  their  faces   in   His   Presence, 

As  with  trumpet  voice  they  cry 
Alleluia,  Alleluia, 

Alleluia,  Lord  most  High. 


264  EUCHARISTIC 


Praise  the  Father,  throned  in  Heaven; 
Praise  the  everlasting  Son; 

Praise  we  Him  Whose  gifts  are  seven, 
Praise  the  holy  Three  in  One. 

Unto  God  be  highest  glory- 
While  unending  ages  run.    Amen. 

+From  the   Liturgy   of  St.  Jarues,    tr.  by  Rev.   G.  Moultrie. 

226 

Regent    Square.  8.7.8.7.8.7. 

LORD  of  Love,  we  knew  full  surely 

Thou  art  with  us  here  to-day, 
May  we  love  and  worship  purely. 

Lest   Thy    Presence   pass   away; 
Ever  shall  we  dwell  securely 

If  Thou  deign  with  us  to  stay. 

By  Thine  inward  consecration 
Make  our  hearts  Thy  Temple  true; 

Let   Thy  bright  illumination 

Search  our  spirits  through  and  through; 

So  shall  we,  Thy  new  creation. 
Strive  to  pay  Thee  worship  due. 

Help  our  struggling  will's  endeavour, 
Ruling  word  and  deed  and  thought; 

Govern,  lift  us  up  for  ever, 
By  Thy  Life  with  ours  inwrought; 

Holy  Master,  leave  us  never; 

Lacking  Thee,  our  life  is  naught. 


Thou  within  us,  sanctifying, 
Steadfast  may  we  still  remain^ 


EUCHAR18TIC  265 


Follow  Thee  in  self-denying, 

Counting   worldly  loss   as  gain; 
Day  by  day  to  evil  dying, 

That  Thy  Life  in  us  may  reign. 

Thine  he  all  our  heart's  affection, 
Thine  our  inmost  mind  and  will; 

Thus,  with   sacred   recollection 
In  Thy  Courts  abide  we  still, 

Safe  in  Thy  most  sure  protection, 
Dwelling  on  Thy  holy  hill.     Amen. 

tCanon    G.   H.   Bourne. 

227 

Stella.  8s.    (six   lines). 

O  CHRIST  our  Lord,  great  King  of  Love, 
We  come  to  thank  Thee  for  Thy  care; 

Upon  us,  like  the  Holy  Dove, 
Thy  power  descends  in  splendour  rare; 

Glory  and  praise  to  Thee  be  given. 

By  all  Thy  sons  in  earth  and  heaven. 

Veiled  in  the  form  of  Bread  and  Wine 

Thou  givest  us  Thyself  for  food; 
O  wondrous  depth  of  grace  divine 

That  grants  us  such  beatitude  ! 
Our  hearts  o'erflow  with  thankfulness;- 
How  may  we  all  our  love  express? 

Strengthen  our  will,  O  Lord,  we  pray, 
That  through  this  power  which  Thou  dost  give, 

We  show  our  brother  men  the  way 

To  Thee,  through  this  which  we  receive; 

That  in  this  Sacrament,  dear  Lord, 

All  men  may  know  the  Incarnate  Word. 


266  EUCHARISTIC 


O  may  our  hearts  and  minds  be  pure, 

For  this  Thy  sacred  presence  meet; 
Grant  us  such  grace  that  we  endure, 

Until  we  reach  Thy  holy  Feet; 
And  whatsoe'er  Thou  givest  there. 
Help  us  with  all  the  world  to  share. 

Thus  may  we  show  our  grateful  love, 

Praising  the  Father  and  the  Son 
And  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

Supreme,  eternal  Three  in  One — 
Praising  "by  deed  as  well  as  word, 
Serving  our  brethren  in  the  Lord.     Amen. 

M.    Bright. 

228 

Lammas.  10  10. 

O  CHRIST,  our  Lord,  Who  with  Thine  own  hast  been, 
Our  spirits  cleave  to  Thee,  the  Friend  unseen. 

O  would  that  all  who  on  Thy  bounty  feed, 

Might  heed  Thy  Love,  and  prize  Thy  gifts  indeed  ! 

Make  every  heart  that  is  Thy  dwelling-pla^e 
A  watered  garden  filled  with  fruits  of  grace. 

Each  holy  purpose  help  us  to  fulfil; 
Increase  our  faith  to  feed  upon  Thee  still. 

Illuminate  our  minds,   that  we  may  see 
In  all  around  us  holy  signs  of  Thee. 

And  may  such  witness  in  our  lives  appear, 

That  all  may  know  Thou  hast  been  with  us  here. 

Incline  our  wills,  and  make  them  all  Thine  own, 
That  we  may  cling  to  Thee,  and  Thee  alone. 


I 


EUCHARISTIC  267 


O  grant  us  peace,  that  by  Thy  peace  possessed, 
Thy  life  within  us  we  may  manifest. 

So  shall  we  pass  our  days  in  holy  cheer, 
In  joyful  consciousness  that  Thou  art  near. 

So  Shalt  Thou  be  for  ever,  loving  Lord, 
Our  Shield  and  our  exceeding  great  Reward. 

All  glory  to  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  to  the  Spirit,  ever  with  Them  One.    Amen. 

JCanon   G.   H.  Bourne. 

229 

Bishopgarth.  8.7.D.    (Iambic). 

O  KING  of  Kings,  Whose  knights  we  are 

In  uttermost   devotion, 
Thy  glory  flames  from  star  to  star 

Across  Thy  love's  vast  ocean; 
Yet  Thou  dost  deign  to  meet  us  here, 

Reigning  upon  Thine  Altar; 
Thy   royal   Presence  we   revere 

With  love  that  shall  not  falter. 

Thou  restest,  Mystery  profound. 

Veiling  Thy  heavenly  splendour; 
Attendant  Angels  gather  round, 

Their  mighty  aid  to  render, 
Within  the  Church's  sacred  fane 

The  mystic  forms  creating; 
O  stir  our  hearts,  to  serve  Thee  here 

With  ardour  unabating. 

Hail,  Mystic  Light  !     Hail,  Sacred  Fire 

Upon  the  Altar  glowing, 
Enflame  our  hearts  with  high  desire, 

All  valiant  gifts  bestowing. 


268  ET^CHAETSTTO 


Be  Thou  our  strength  to  right  the  wrong, 

All  pause  or  respite  scorning, 
Our  beacon  through  the  lonely  night, 

Till  He  shall  bring  the  morning. 

The  Holy  Cross  again  we  take, 

The  knightly  weapon  hearing, 
So  press  we  onward  to  the  fight, 

The  night  of  evil  daring. 
Hail,  Mystic  Bread  !     Hail,  Holy  Cup  ! 

O   Purest   Peace,   descending  ! 
Vouchsafe,  O  Lord,  continuing  Light, 

And  Life  in  Thee  unending. 

All  glory  to  the  Father's  Name 

And  to  the  Son  all  glory; 
The  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Flame, 

Shares  in  the  wondrous  story. 
With  praise  of  Thee,  great  Three  in  One, 

The  courts  of  heaven  are  ringing; 
In  every  land  beneath  the  sun 

Thy  Church  to  Thee  is  singing.    Amen. 

Bp.  J.  I.  Wedgwood   (v.   1  and  part  of  2   added  by  C.W.L.) 

230 

Aurplia    or  Xew  York.  7.6.D. 

O  LIFE  of  Christ   o'erflowing, 

How  wondrous  is  Thy  power, 
How  generous  Thy  fullness 

Which  Thou  on  us  dost  shower; 
On   many  a  thousand   altars 

Each   day  Thy  glories  shine. 
On  each  Thyself  Thou  givest 

In  form  of  Bread  and  Wine. 


ETJOHAEISTIC  269 


O  Love  of  Christ,   abounding 

Beyond  all  human  thought, 
Through  many  a  thousand  channels 

Poured  on  us  ail  unsought; 
Thy  holy  Church  sails  heavenward 

Upon  Thy  love's  vast  sea, 
That  love  that  hath  no  limit, 

That  draws  Thy  world  to  Thee. 

O  Peace  of  Christ,  embracing 

All  worlds  within  its  fold, 
Deeper  than  heart  of  ocean, 

Wider  than  mind  can  hold; 
Beneath  its  calm  protection 

From  storm  and  trouble  free, 
Thy  grateful  people   offer 

Their  Eucharist  to  Thee. 

O   Strength  of  Christ,  enabling 

Thy  flock  to  live  for  Thee, 
To  hold  their  course  with  firmness 

Amid  life's  surging  sea; 
Most  chiefly  at  Thine  altar 

We  find  that  strength  outpoured; 
We  draw  it  in  receiving 

The  Body  of  our  Lord. 

All   these   great   gifts   celestial 

Thy  Sacrament  doth  give; 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  thank  Thee 

And  in  Thy  service  live, 
In  homage  to  the  Father 

And   His  most   holy   Son, 
And  to  the  Holy  Spirit 

The  Three  Who  yet  are  One.    Amen. 

C.W.L,. 


270  ET^OHAETSTTr 


231 

Verulam  or  Yorkshire.  10s.    (6  lines), 

O  LORD  and  God.  the  Lover  of  all  men, 
Who  in  this  Sacrament  Thy  love  dost  show, 

We  now  have  knelt  and  worshipped  Thee  again, 
In  humhlest  adoration  hending  low; 

Grant  us  in  will  as  lowly  to  adore, 

To  wish  whate'er  Thou  wishest,  and  no  more. 

And  now,  dear  Lord,  the  Sanctus  we  have  sung 
With  Angels  and  Archangels  round  Thy  Throne, 

Grant  that  we  nevermore   defile  our   tongue 

With  aught  that  Angels  would  he  grieved  to  own; 

Drive  from   our  lips  each  idle,  sinful  word. 

Since  they  have  praised  the  Ever-Holy  Lord. 

And  now,  dear  Lord,  we've  tasted  of  the  Food, 
That  heavenly  Food,  which  Thou  in  love  dost  give. 

Thy  Holy  Body,  and  Thy  Precious  Blood, 

Through  which  alone  Thy  Saints  in  Thee  may  live, 

All   pure  and   spotless   may  our   bodies   be, 

Since  they  have  tasted  Living  Bread  of  Thee. 

We   yield    Thee   thanks,    exceeding   thanks.   O   Lord, 
That  Thou  hast  blessed  us  with  Thy  Presence  here, 

And  thankful  as/  we  all  are  now  in  word. 
As  thankful  in  our  acts  may  we   appear; 

We  thank  Thee,  Lord,  and   evermore  may  we 

Our  lives  present  as  thank-offerings  to  Thee.     Amen. 

Colonel    W.    H.    Turton. 


EUCHARisTiC  271 


232 

St.    Charles.  10.10.10.6. 

OUR  worship   rises  like  a  |  soaring  |  flame; 

With    Angels   and  Archangels,  ]  and   with  |  all 
The  company  of  heaven,  |  on  Thy  |  Name, 
Thy  Three-fold  |  Name,  j  we  call. 

Lo  !    heaven   and   earth  are  hurning,  |  shining,  |  filled 

With  that  surpassing  Glory  |  which  Thou  |  art: 
Lost  in  its  Light  our  mortal  |  weakness;  |  stilled 
Each  rapt,  a  |  dor  |  ing  heart. 

We  are  not  worthy,   Master,  |  to  re  ]  ceive, 

Thy  Holy  Body,  nor  to  |  drink  Thy  |  Blood: 
Yet  still  Thou  offerest  (and  |  we  he  |  lieve), 
To  all  who  I  hung  j  er,  Food. 

Humhly   we   gather  to   the  |  holy  |  place, 

Yet  do  our  hearts  sing  and  our  |  faces  |  shine, 
As,   in   the   Glory  raying  |  from  Thy  |  Face, 
We   take   that  |  Bread,  |  that   Wine. 

Lo,  we  are  stronger  than  the  j  strongest  |  now: 

Thy  Life,  O  Christ,  is  thrilling  |  in  our  |  own; 
O  Mystery,  Thou   art  we,   and  |  we  are  |  Thou, 
Knowing  as  |  we  |  are  known. 

'Tis  ours  to   hear,  if  truly  ]  we  have  |  prayed. 

Thy  Life,  Thy  Light,  to  fainting  |  souls  and  |  hlind; 
Then  every  hour  a  Eucha  |  rist  is  |  made. 
And   Thee   in  |  all  |  we  find. 

Thus  must  they  love,  whom  Christ  so  |  well  has  |  loved, 

Thus  must  they  serve,  whom  Christ  has  [  deigned  to  |  feed, 
Their  hearts,  like  His,  henceforward  |  ever  |  moved 
By  every  |  hu  I  man  need. 


CONFIRMATION 


Turn  we  to   earthly  light   and  i  daily  |  round, 

Nor   doubt  that,  when   their   homeward  |  Path   is  |  trod, 
Perfect  in  Love,  our  spirits  |  shall  have  |  found 
The  Eternal  |  House  |  of  God. 

O  Holy  Christ,  we  bless  Thee   for  Thy  |  Love; 

With  all  our  hearts  we  praise  and  |  worship  |  Thee; 
To  Father,   Son  and  Holy  j  Ghost  a  |  bove, 

We   sing,  the  |  One  |  in   Three.     Amen. 

tRev.  C.  W.  Scott-Moncrieff. 

Also  suitable  for  use  at  the  Holy  Euchari<5t  are: 
429.  The  King  of  Love  my  Shepherd  is. 
493.      Thou   Who    in   Thy  first    Eucharist. 


CONFIRMATION 

The    undermentioned  hymns   will    be   found    suitable; 
376.     O   Master,    I   have  promised. 
423.      Take    my  life    and    let    it    be. 


HOLT  MATRIMONY 
233 

Alia    Trinita    Beata    or    Deerhurst.  8.7.D. 

GRACIOUS  Lord,  on  these  Thy  servants 

Pour  Thy  Love  in  fullest  flow. 
On  the  threshold  of  their  journey 

Let  them  all  its  sweetness  know, 
Hold  their  footsteps,  that  they  slip  not, 

Neither  faint  nor  fall  away; 
Be  to  them  a  Guide  and  Guardian, 

And  their  ever-present  Stay. 


HOLY  MATRIMONY  273 


Keep  the  chain  of  love  that  "binds  them 

Ever  bright  and  free  from  stain, 
Help  them  in  the  day  of  battle, 

That  the  crown  of  life  they  gain, 
Grant  them.  Lord,  that  love  all  perfect, 

Casting  every  fear  away, 
Give  them  peace  that  passeth  knowledge, 

Growing  deeper,  day  by  day. 

Heavenly  Father,  grant  Thy  blessing, 

Greatest  and  most  precious  gift, 
Let  it  rest  on  them  for  ever, 

From  their  lives  all  shadows  lift; 
And  when  earthly  joys  are  over. 

Grant  them  Thine  eternal  Rest, 
In  Thine  Arms,  O  Christ,  enfold  them, 

Ever  safe,  and  ever  blest.    Amen. 

tLady  H.   S.   Franklin. 

234 

Noel.  D.C.M. 

LORD,  Who  at  Cana's  wedding  feast, 

Didst   as  a  Guest   appear. 
Thou  dearer  far  than  earthly  guest, 

Vouchsafe  Thy  Presence  here; 
For  holy  Thou  indeed  dost  prove 

The  marriage  vow  to  be, 
Proclaiming  it  a  type  of  love 

Between  the  Church  and  Thee. 

The  holiest  vow  that  man  can  make 

The  golden  thread  in  life, 
The  bond  that  none  may  dare  to  break, 

That  bindeth  man  and  wife; 


27 i  HOLY  MATRIMONY 


J 


Which,  blessed  by  Thee,  whate'er  betides, 

No  evil  shall  destroy, 
Through  care-worn  days  each  care  divides, 

And  doubles  every  joy. 

On  those  who  at  Thine  Altar  kneel 

O   Lord,  Thy   blessing  pour, 
That  each  may  wake  the  other's  zeal 

To  love  Thee  more  and  more. 
O  grant  them  here  in  peace  to  live, 

In  purity  and  love, 
And,  this  world  leaving,  to  receive 

A  crown  of  life  above. 

All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 

AU  glory  to  the  Sen, 
All  glory.  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee, 

While  endless  ages  run. 
Great  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three 

We  worship  and  adore, 
O  help  us  all  Thy  Face  to  see 

And  love  Thee  more  and  more.     Amen, 

Rev.    G.   Thring. 

235 

Life    and    Love,    or    Strength    and    Stay.  11.10.11.10. 

O  PERFECT  Love,  all  human  thought  transcending. 
For  these  whose  wedded  life  has  now  begun 

We  ask  of  Thee  the  love  which  knows  no  ending, 
Since  Thou  in  Sacrament  hast  made  them  one. 

O  perfect  Life,  be  Thou  their  full  assurance 

Of  tender  charity  and  flawless  truth, 
Of  patient  hope,  and  quiet  brave  endurance, 

Of  love  in  age   as  steadfast  as  in  youth. 


HOLY  MATETMONY  275 

Grant  them  the  joy  which  brightens  earthly  sorrow, 
Grant  them  the  peace  which  calms  all  earthly  strife; 

And  to  life's  day  the  glorious  unknown  morrow 
That  dawns  upon  eternal  love  and  life.     Amen. 

JDorothy  F.  Gurney. 


236 

St.    Alphege.  7.6.7. 

THE  voice  that  breathed  o'er  Eden 

That  earliest  wedding-day, 
The  primal  marriage  blessing—^ 

It  hath  not  passed  away: 

Still  in  the  pure   espousal 

Of  faithful  man  and  maid 
The  Holy  Three  are  with  us, 

The  threefold  grace  is  said. 

For  dower  of  blessdd  children. 
For  love  and  faith's  sweet  sake, 

For  high  mysterious  union 

Which  naught  on  earth  may  break. 

On  Thee,  O  loving  Father, 

Thy  humble  servants  wait. 
Their  future  life  together 

To  Thee  they  consecrate. 

O  Christ  the  King  of  glory, 

Whom  Angel  hosts  obey, 
Keep  these  Thy  faithful  soldiers 

In  love  and  truth  alway; 


ORDINATION 


Shine  on  them,  Holy  Spirit, 
And  hless  them  as  they  kneel, 

Inspire  them,  guard  them,  guide  them, 
Grant  them   Thy  grace  to   feel. 

O  Trinity,  all-glorious. 

Whose  love  is  like  the  sea, 
Pour  forth  Thy  Benediction 

On  these  who  worship  Thee. 

For  them  a  new  life  opens; 

May  it  he  Thine  alone — 
A  sacrifice,  a  service. 

Before  Thine  Altar- Throne.    Amen. 

tRev.    John    Keble. 
Another    suitable   hymn    is: 

491.     O  Father   sempiternal. 


ORDINATION 


237 

Dundee.  CM. 

CHRIST  hath  gone  up.  yet  ere  He  passed 

From   earth  in  heaven  to  reign. 
He  formed  one  Holy  Church  to  last 

Till  He  shall  come  again. 

His  twelve  Apostles  first  He  made 

His  ministers  of  grace; 
And  they  their  hands  on  others  laid. 

To  fill  in  turn  their  place. 


ORDINATION  277 


So  age  by  age  and  year  by  year 

His  grace  was  handed  on; 
And  still  the  Holy  Church  is  here 

To  give  His  benlson. 

So  he  who  wills  his  life  to  give 

In  service  to  our  Lord, 
Must  first  a  space  as  Deacon  live, 

Assistant   at   Christ's  Board. 

That  Priestly  Office  he  may  reach 

A  higher  power  implies — 
To  guide,  to  help,  to  bless,  to  teach, 

To  offer  sacrifice. 

The  Bishop  rules  and  guides  the  Church, 

Legate  of  Christ  in  this; 
Servant  of  servants  of  our  God 

His  proudest  title  is. 

Eternal  Christ,  Thy  Bishops  dower 

With  wisdom  from  above, 
That  while  they  manifest  Thy  power, 

They  never  fail  in  love. 

May  all  Thy  Priests  be  strong  and  leal, 
True  hearts,  with  judgment  clear; 

Thy  Deacons  brave,  with  quenchless  zeal 
Yet  humble  and  sincere. 

The  changeless  God's  eternal  fane 

His  Holy  Church  remains; 
To  Him  who   shall  for  ever  reign 

She  lifts  her  joyous  strains. 


278  DEDICATION  OF  A  CHURCH 

Let  those  draw  fervour,  Lord,  from  Thee 

Whose  love  to  her  is  cold; 
Bring  wanderers  in,  and  let  there  he 

One  Shepherd  and  one  fold.     Amen. 

tDr.   J.   M.    Neale,   vv.    1,    2,    3,    10.      C.W.L.,   vv.    4-9. 

Other    hymns    suitable    for   Ordination    are: 

390      One   Thy  Light,   the   Temple  filling. 
423.      Take    my    life,   and    let    it    be. 


DEDICATION  OF  A  CHURCH 

238 

Ellacombe    (repeat   last  four   lines).  7.6.T. 

ALL  Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  to  Thee  our  vows  we  pay 
With  Eucharist  and  canticle  on  this  our  festal  day. 
Thy  Church  with  songs  of  triumph  Thy  glory  celebrates; 
Glad  City  of  the  King  most  high,  lift  up,  lift  up  thy  gates  ! 
All  Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  to  Thee  our  vows  we  pay 
With  Eucharist  and  canticle  on  this  our  festal  day. 

Thyself  the  Master-Builder.  O  huild  us  up  in  Thee, 
A  Temple  pure  and  heaiitiful.  where  Thou  wilt  deign  to  be. 
Precious,   elect,    compacted,  Thyself   the   Comer-stone, 
And  full  of  love  and  graces  sweet  which    Thou    dost    give 

alone. 
Thy  Church  with  songs  of  triumph  Thy  glory  celebrates; 
Glad  City  of  the  King  most  high,  lift  up,  lift  up  Thy  gates  ! 


DEDICATION  OF  A  CHURCH  279 


O  Comforter  most  Blessed,  Thou  Source  of  life  and  light, 
The  Bride  to-day  is  glorious  in  raiment  fair  and  white; 
Bring  back  the  sheep  that  wander,  raise  up  the  souls    that 

fall, 
Give  joy  for  tears  to  those  who  mourn,  and  rohes  of  praise 

to  all. 
All  Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  to  Thee  our  vows  we  pay 
With  Eucharist  and  canticle  on  this  our  festal  day. 

Sing  ye  with  holy  gladness,  rejoice  with  one  accord 
And  keep  with  seemly  splendour  a  feast-day  to  our  Lord, 
To  God  the  Father  Holy,  and  His  all-glorious  Son, 
And  God  the  Holy  Spirit,  Who  with  Them  both  is  One. 
His  Church  with  songs  of  triumph  His  glory  celebrates; 
Glad  City  of  the  King  most  high,  lift  up,  lift  up  Thy  gates  ! 

Amen. 

tWilliam   Chatterton   Dix. 

239 

Lewes    or    Urbs    beata.  8.7.8.7.8.7, 

BLESSED  city,  heavenly  Salem, 
Vision  dear  of  peace  and  love. 

Who  of  living  stones  art  builded 
In  the  height  of  heaven  above, 

And,  with  Angel  hosts  encircled. 
As  a  bride  doth  earthward  move; 

From  celestial  realms  descending, 

Bridal  glory  round  thee  shed, 
Meet  for  Him  Whose  love  espoused  thee, 

To  thy  Lord  shalt  thou  be  led; 
All  thy  streets,  and  all  thy  bulwarks 

Of  pure  gold  are  f  ashiondd. 


280  DEDICATION  OF  A  CHURCH 


Many  a  blow  and  biting  sculpture 
Polished  well  those  stones  elect, 

In  their  places  now  compacted 
By  the  heavenly  Architect, 

Who  therewith  hath  willed  for  ever 
That  His  Palace  should  be  decked. 

Christ  is  made  the  sure  Foundation. 

Christ  the  Head  and  Comer-stone, 
Chosen  of  the  Lord,  and  precious, 

Binding  all  the  Church  in  one, 
Holy  Zion's  help  for  ever, 

And  her  confidence  alone. 

All  that  dedicated  city. 

Dearly  loved  of  God  on  high, 
In    exultant    jubilation 

Pours  perpetual  melody, 
God  the  One  in  Three  adoring 

In  glad  hymns  eternally. 

To  this  temple,  where  we  call  Thee, 
Come.  O  Lord  of  hosts,  to-day; 

With   Thy  wonted  loving-kindness 
Hear  Thy  servants,  as  they  pray: 

And  Thy  fullest  benediction 
Shed  within  its  walls  alway. 

Here  vouchsafe  to  all  Thy  servants 
What  they  ask  of  Thee  to  gain. 

What  they  gain  from  Thee  for  ever 
With  the  Blessed  to  retain. 

And  hereafter  in   Thy   glory 
Evermore  with  Thee  to  reign. 


I 


HARVEST  281 


Laud  and  honour  to  the  Father, 

Laud  and  honour  to  the  Son, 
Laud  and  honour  to  the  Spirit 

Ever  Three,  and  ever  One, 
Consubstantial,   co- eternal. 

While  unending  ages  run.     Amen. 

Latin   Hymn    of    6th   century,    tr.    by  Dr.    J.   M.    Nealo 

Other   hymns  suitable   for   the    Dedication   of   a    Church    are: 

256.  Litany   of    the    Church. 

277.  City    of   God,    how  broad    and    far. 

490.  The    Church's    one    foundation. 

492.  Round   the  sacred   city. 


HARVEST. 


240 

St.    George.  7s.D. 

COME,  ye   thankful  people,   come, 
Raise  the   song   of  harvest-home; 
All  is  safely  gathered  in, 
Ere   the   winter-storms  hegin; 
God,  our  Maker,  doth  provide 
For  our  wants  to  he  supplied; 
Come  to  God's  own  temple,  come; 
Raise  the  song  of  harvest-home. 

All  this  world  is  God's  own  field, 
Fruit  unto  His  praise  to  yield; 
All  mankind  as  grain  must  grow — 
Some  are  quick  and  some  are  slow — 


282 


HARVEST 


First  the  blade,  and  then  the  ear, 
Then  the  full  com  shall  appear; 
Lord  of  Harvest,  grant  that  we 
Wholesome  grain  and  pure  may  be. 

For  Thy  grain  the  earth  is  tilled; 
We  are  with  Thy  bounty  filled — 
Fed  by  the  baptismal  flood, 
By  the  Body  and  the  Blood, 
By  Thy  Love  in  countless  ways, 
By  Thy   Blessing  all  our  days. 
Till,  transcending  earthly  gloom, 
We  shall  burgeon  into  bloom. 

Come  then,  Lord  of  glory,  come, 
Let  us  sing  Thy  harvest-home: 
Let  Thy  Saints  be  gathered  in. 
Free  from  sorrow,  free  from  sin; 
As  upon  the  golden  floor 
Praising  Thee  for  evermore; 
Come,  with  all  Thine  Angels  come; 
Let  us  sing  Thy  harvest-home.     Amen. 


J  Dean  H.    Alfoifl. 


241 


T.pwes    or   Regent    Square. 


8.7.8.7.8. 


GOD  the  Father  !    Whose  Creation 
Gives  to  flov/ers  and  fruits  their  birth. 

Thou,  Whose  yearly  operation 

Brings  the  hour  of  harvest  mirth. 

Here  to  Thee  we  make  oblation 
Of  the  August-gold  of  earth. 


HABVEST 

God  the  Word  !  the  sun,  maturing 
With  his  blessed  ray  the  corn. 

Spake  of  Thee,  O  Sun  enduring, 
Thee,   O  everlasting  Mom  ! 

Thee  in  Whom  our  woes  find  curing, 
Without  Whom  we  stand  forlorn: 

God  the  Holy  Ghost  !  the  showers 
That  have  fattened  out  the  grain, 

Types  of  Thy  celestial  powers, 
Symbols  of  baptismal  rain, 

Shadowed  out  the  grace  that  dowers 
All  the  faithful  of  Thy  train. 

When  the  harvest  of  each  nation 
Severs  righteousness  from  sin, 

And    Archangel-proclamation 
Bids  us  put  the  sickle  in, 

And  each  age  and  generation 
Fall  aside  or  glory  win; 

Grant  that  we,  or  young,  or  hoary, 
Lengthened  be  our  span  or  brief, 

Whatsoe'er  the  life-long  story 
Of  our  joy  or  of  our  grief, 

May  be  garnered  up  in  glory, 
As  Thine  own  elected  sheaf. 

Laud  to  Him  to  Whom  supernal 
Thrones  and  Virtues  bend  the  knee; 

Laud  to  Him  from  Whom  infernal 
Powers  and  Dominations  flee; 

Laud  to  Him,  the  co-eternal 
Paraclete,  for  ever  be.     Amen. 


tDr.   J.   M.    Neale. 


284  HARVEST 


242 

Fleury.  7.6.T. 

HE  saw  the  wheat-fields  waiting 

All  golden  in  the  sun; 
And   strong    and   stalwart  reapers 

Went  by  him,  one  by  one. 

0  could  I  reap  in  harvest  ! 
His   heart   made   bitter   cry; 

1  can  do  nothing,  nothing, 
So  weak,  alas  !   ani  I. 

Thou  may 'St  not  join  the  reapers 

Upon  the  harvest-plain, 
But  he  who  helps  a  brother 

Binds  sheaves  of  richest  grain. 

At  eve  a  fainting  traveller 

Sank  down  beside  the  door; 
A   cup    of   crystal  water 

To  quench  his  thirst  he  bore. 
And  when,  refreshed  and  strengthened, 

The  traveller  went  his  way. 
Upon  the  poor  man's  threshold 

A  golden  wheat-sheaf  lay. 
Thou  may 'St,  etc. 

When  came  the  Lord  of  harvest, 

He  cried — "O  Master  kind, 
One  sheaf  I  have  to  offer, 

But  that  I   did   not  bind; 
I  gave  a  cup  of  water 

To  one  at  hirst,  and  he 
Left  at  my  door,  in  going, 

This  sheaf  I  offer  Thee  ! ' ' 
Thou  may'st,  etc. 


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HARVEST  285 


Then  said  the  Master  softly: 

'•Well  pleased  with  this  am  I; 
One  of  My  Angels  left  it. 

With  thee  as  he  passed  by. 
Be  sure  that  I  am  heeding 

Each  action  that  ye  do. 
No  word  or  thought  neglected — 

Each   gains  its  guerdon  true. ' ' 
Thou  may' St,  etc.    Amen. 


tE.  E.   Rexford. 


243 

P'ides    or   Hertford.  lis. 

HOLY  is  the   seed-time,   when  the  buried  grain 
Sinks  to  sleep  in  darkness,  hut  to  wake  again; 
Holy  is  the  spring-time,  when  the  living  corn 
Bursting  from  its  prison  riseth  like  the  mom. 

Holy  is  the  harvest,  when  each  ripened  ear, 
Bending  to  the  sickle,  crowns  the  golden  year. 
Store  them  in  our   garners,   winnow  them  with   care, 
Give  to  God  the  glory  in  our  praise  and  prayer. 

Holy   seed   our  Master   soweth  in  His  field; 
Be  the  harvest  holy  which  our  hearts  shall  yield; 
Holy  he  our  living,  act  and  word  and  thought, 
Sacred  to  His  service,  as  His  Church  hath  taught. 

Glory  to  the  Father,  Who  beheld  our  need; 

Glory  to  our  Master,  Who  hath  sown  the  seed; 

Glory  to  the  Spirit,  giving  the  increase; 

Glory  as  it  has  been,  is,  and  ne'er  shall  cease  !     Amen. 

t Margaret  A.  Headlam. 


HARVEST 


244 

Preston    or   Stella.  8s.    (six    lines). 

LORD  of  the  harvest,  once  again 
We  thank  Thee  for  the  ripened  grain; 
For  crops  safe  carried,  sent  to  cheer 
Thy  servants  through  another  year; 
For  all  sweet  holy  thoughts  supplied 
By  seed-time    and  hy  harvest-tide. 

The  bare  dead  grain,  in  autumn  sown, 
Its  rohe  of  vernal  green  puts  on; 
Glad  from  its  wintry  grave  it  springs, 
Fresh  garnished  by  the  King  of  Kings; 
So,  Lord,  to  those  who  sleep  in  Thee 
Shall  new  and  glorious  bodies  be. 

Nor  vainly  of  Thy  Church  we  ask 
A  lesson  from  the  reaper's  task: 
Man,  like  the  grain,  by  God  is  sown; 
On  earth,  as  in  the  soil,   'tis  grown; 
By  sacramental  rain   'tis  fed, 
And  sunlight  from  His  Presence  shed. 

Grain  quickens  not  except  it  die; 
So  must  our  lower  nature  fly 
Before  the  soul  can  swell  and  grow; 
Retaining  still  its  root  below. 
It  blossoms  in  the  upper  air, 
And  reaches  full  fruition  there. 

Daily,  O  Lord,  our  prayers  be  said, 

As  Thou  hast  taught,  for  daily  bread; 

But  not  alone  our  bodies  feed. 

Supply  our  fainting  spirits'  need. 

O  Bread  of  life,  from  day  to  day, 

Be  Thou  their  Comfort.  Food,  and  Stay.    Amen. 

tJoBeph    Anstice. 


HARVEST  287 


245 

Salutas.  9,8.9.8. 

NOW  sing  we  a  song  of  the  harvest: 

Thanksgiving  and  honour  and  praise, 
For  all  that  the  bountiful  Giver 

Hath  given  to  gladden  our  days: 
For  grasses  of  upland  and  lowland, 

For  fruits  of  the  garden  and  field, 
For  gold  which  the  mine  and  the  furrow 

To  delver  and  husbandman  yield. 

And  thanks  for  the  harvest  of  beauty, 

For  that  which  the  hands  cannot  hold; 
The  harvest,  eyes  only  can  gather, 

And  only  our  hearts  can  enfold. 
We  reap  it  on  mountain  and  moorland; 

We  glean  it  from  meadow  and  lea; 
We  garner  it  in  from  the  cloudland; 

We  bind  it  in  sheaves  from  the  sea. 

But  now  we  sing  deeper  and  higher, 

Of  harvests  that  eye  cannot  see; 
They  ripen  on  mountains  of  duty. 

Are  reaped  by  the  brave  and  the  free. 
And  they  have  been  gathered  and  garnered, 

Some  golden  with  honour  and  gain. 
And  some,  as  with  heart's  blood,  are  ruddy. 

The  harvests  of  sorrow  and  pain. 

O  Thou  Who  art  Lord  of  the  harvest. 
The  Giver  Who  gladdens  our  days. 

Our  hearts  are  for  ever  repeating 
Thanksgiving  and  honour  and  praise. 


288  HARVEST 


To  Father,  to  Son,  and  to  Spirit, 

Three  Persons,  eternally  One, 
The  homage  of  men  and  of  Angels 

Shall  rise  while  the  ages  shall  run.     Amen. 

J.   W.   Chadwick. 

246 

Colden    Sheaves    or   St.    Anthony.  8.7.8.7.D. 

TO  Thee,  O  Lord,  our  hearts  we  raise 

In  hymns  of  adoration, 
To  Thee  hring  sacrifice  of  praise 

With  shouts  of  exultation; 
Bright  robes  of  gold  the  fields  adorn, 

The  hills  with  joy  are  ringing, 
The  valleys  stand  so  thick  with  corn 

That  even  they  are  singing. 

And  now,   on  this  our  festal  day, 

Thy  bounteous  Hand  confessing, 
Upon  Thine  Altar,  Lord,  we  lay 

The  first-fruits  of  Thy  blessing; 
By  Thee  the  souls  of  men  are  fed 

With  gifts  of  grace  supernal, 
Thou,  Who  dost  give  us  earthly  bread, 

Give  us  the  Bread  Eternal. 

We  bear  the*  burden  of  the  day, 

And  often  toil  seems  dreary; 
But  labour  ends  with  sunset  ray, 

And  rest  comes  for  the  weary; 
May  we,  the  Angel-reaping  o'er. 

Stand  at  the  last  accepted, 
Christ's  golden  sheaves  for  evermore 

To  gamers  bright  elected. 


HAEVEST  28i) 


O,  blessed  is  that  land  of  God, 

Where  Saints  abide  for  ever; 
Where  golden  fields  spread  far  and  broad. 

Where  flows  the  crystal  river: 
The  strains  of  all  its  holy  throng 

With  ours  to-day  are  blending; 
Thrice  blessed  is  that  harvest-song 

Which  never  hath  an  ending.    Amen. 

William    Chatterton    Dix. 

247 

Dresden.  P.M. 

WE  plough  the  fields,  and  scatter 

The  good  seed  on  the  land, 
But  it  is  fed  and  watered 

By  God's  Almighty  Hand; 
He  sends  the  snow  in  winter, 

The  warmth  to  swell  the  grain. 
The  breezes  and  the  sunshine, 
And  soft  refreshing  rain. 

All  good  gifts  around  us 

Are  sent  from  heaven  above. 
Then  thank  the  Lord,  O  thank  the  Lord, 
For  all  His  love. 

He  only  is  the  Maker 

Of  all  things  near  and  far; 
He  paints  the  wayside  flower, 

He  lights  the  evening  star; 
The  winds  and  waves  obey  Him, 

By  Him  the  birds  are  fed; 
Much  more  to  us,  His  children. 

He  gives  our  daily  bread. 
All  good  gifts,  etc. 


290  PIJ0CE8ST0XAL 


We  thank  Thee  then,  O  Father. 

For  all  things  bright  and  good, 
The  seed-time  and  the  harvest, 

Our  life,   our  health,  our  food; 
Accept  the  gifts  we  offer 

For  all  Thy  love  imparts, 
And,  what  Thou  most  desirest, 

Our  humble,  thankful  hearts. 

All  good  gifts,  etc.     Ameu. 

Matthias   Claudius    (A.D.   1740),    ir.    hx   .T.   M.    Camphf^!!. 


PROCESSIONAL 


248 

'■.   Theresa.  G.o.T. 

BEIG-HTLY  gleams  our  banner,  pointing  to  the  sky. 

Waving  wanderers  onward  to  their  home  on  high. 

Journeying  o'er  the  desert,  gladly  thus  we  pray, 

And  with  hearts  united  take  our  heavenward  way. 
Brightly  gleams  our  banner,  pointing  to  the  sky. 
Waving  wanderers  onward  to  their  home  on  high. 

Rally  round  our  banner,  wave  it  proud  on  high, 
On  its  white  folds  blazoned  faith,  hope,  charity. 
Marching  forth  in  gladness  towards  the  morning  land, 
Singing  songs  of  courage,  join  we  hand  in  hand. 
Brightly  gleams,  etc. 

We  are  pledged  opponents  of  man's  tyrant  foes, 
Sin  and  fear  and  darkness,  source  of  countless  woes; 
Truth  shall  be  our  watchword,  love  our  guiding  Star. 
Christ  our  Lord  and  Captain,  in  this  holy  war. 
Brightly   gleams,   etc. 


PROCESSIONAL  291 


Faint  not,  fear  not.  brothers,  in  this  glorious  fight, 
Press  we  on  together,  strong  in  His  great  might. 
Iio  !  the  East  is  lightening,  haste  we  ever  on 
Till  the  full  day  dawneth  and  the  goal  is  won. 
Brightly  gleams,  etc. 

Christ  our  Lord  and  Master,  at  Thy  sacred  Feet, 
Here  with  hearts  rejoicing  see  Thy  children  meet; 
Often  have  we  left  Thee,  often  gone  astray; 
May  we  now  he  steadfast  in  the  narrow  way. 
Brightly  gleams,  etc. 

All  our  days  direct  us  in  the  way  we  go. 
Lead  us  on  victorious  over  every  foe; 
May  Thine  Angels  shield  us  when  the  storm-clouds  lour. 
Love  and  joy  be  with  us  in  our  final  hour. 
Brightly  gleams,  etc. 

Then  with  Saints  and  Angels  may  we  join  above. 
Offering  prayers  and  praises  at  Thy  Throne  of  love; 
When  earth-lives  are  over,  then  comes  rest  and  peace, 
Ever  in  His  service  songs  that  never  cease. 
Brightly  gleams,  etc.      Amen. 

Based   ou   Rev.    T.    J.    Porter. 

249 

Ilertforrt    or    Edina.  6.5.D. 

CHRIST  our  Lord  and  Master,  listen  while  we  sing. 
Hearts  and  voices  raising  praises  to  our  King; 
All  we  have  we  offer;  all  we  hope  to  be, 
Body,  soul,  and  spirit,  all  we  yield  to  Thee. 

Nearer,  ever  nearer,  Christ,  we  draw  to  Thee, 
Deep  in  adoration  bending  low  the  knee; 
Life  has  lost  its  shadows,  pure  the  light  within; 
Thou  hast  shed  Thy  radiance  on  a  world  of  sin. 


PEOCESSIONAL 


Dark  and  ever  darker  was  the  wintry  past, 
Now  a  ray  of  gladness  o'er  our  path  is  cast; 
Every  day  that  passeth,  every  hour  that  flies. 
Tells  of  love  unfeigned,  love  that  never  dies. 

Great  and  ever  gTeater  is  Thy  kindness  here; 
True  and  everlasting  are  the  glories  there; 
Where  no  pain  nor  sorrow,  toil   nor  care,  is  known, 
Where  the  Angel-legions  circle  round  Thy  Throne. 

Brighter  still  and  brighter  glows  the  western  sun, 
Shedding  all  its  gladness  o'er  our  work  that's  done; 
When  earth  lies  behind  us.  dawns  a  wider  life, 
Where  we  serve  Thee  better,  free  from  care  and  strife. 

Onward,  ever  onward,  journeying  o'er  the  road 
Worn  by  Saints  before  us,  journeying  on  to  God; 
Leaving  all  behind  us,  may  we  hasten  on, 
Backward  never  looking,  till  the  prize  is  won. 

Bliss,  all  bliss  excelling,  when  the  victor  soul, 
Earthly  toils  forgetting,  finds  its  promised  goal; 
Where,  in  joys  unheard  of,  saints  with  Angels  sing. 
Never  weary  raising  praises  to  their  King.    Amen. 

JRfv.    G.    Thriug. 

250 

Ouward    Christian.  '  6.5.T. 

FORWARD  be  our  watchword,  steps  and  voices  blend; 
Seek  the  goal  before  us,  good  deeds  without  end; 
Bums  the  fiery  pillar  at  our  army's  head; 
Who  shall  dream  of  shrinking,  by  our  Captain  led? 
Thither,   onward,  thither,  in  the  Spirit's  might, 
Pilgrims  to  your  country,  forward  into  Light ! 


PROCESSIONAL  293 


Forward,  when  in  childhood  buds  the  growing  mind; 
All  through  youth  and  manhood,  not  a  thought  "behind; 
Speed  through  realms  of  nature,  climb  the  steps  of  grace; 
Faint  not,  till  in  glory  gleams  our  Master's  Face. 
Forward,  all  the  life-time,  climb  from  height  to  height; 
Till  the  head  be  hoary,  till  the  eve  be  light. 

Forward,  those  who  love  Him,  scattered  o'er  the  earth; 
Till  each  yearning  purpose  spring  to  glorious  birth: 
Sick,  they  ask  for  healing;  blind,  they  grope  for  day; 
Pour  upon  the  nations  Wisdom's  loving  ray. 
Forward,  out  of  error;  leave  behind  the  night; 
Forward,  through  the  darkness;  forward,  into  Light ! 

Forward  be  our  watchword,  when  the  skies  are  bright. 
Forward  be  our  watchword,  in  the  cloudy  night, 
Trust  our  shield  and  buckler,  hope  our  guiding  star. 
Love  our  lord  and  captain,  in  the  holy  war. 
March  we  on  together,  to  the  cloud-capped  height, 
Clad  in  life's  bright  armour,  hand  and  hearts  unite. 

One  be  we  in  spirit,  one  in  heart  and  life, 
One  great  human  household,  one  in  noblest  strife; 
One  with  men  our  brothers,  onward  thus  we  wend. 
One  in  joy  and  sorrow,  one  in  life's  great  end. 
March  we  on  together,  to  the  cloud-capped  height. 
Clad  in  life's  bright  armour,  hands  and  hearts  unite. 

Glories  upon  glories  hath  our  God  prepared, 

By  the  souls  that  love  Him  one  day  to  be  shared: 

Eye  hath  not  beheld  them,  ear  hath  never  heard, 

Nor  of  these  hath  uttered  thought  or  speech  a  word; 

Forward,  marching  eastward  where  the  heaven  is  bright, 

TiU  the  veil  be  Ufted,  tiU  our  faith  be  sight ! 


294  PROCESSIONAL 


To  the  Eternal  Father  loudest  anthems  raise; 
To  the  Son  and  Spirit  echo  songs  of  praise; 
To  the  Lord  of  Glory,  Blessed  Three  in  One, 
Be  "by  men  and  Angels  endless  honour  done. 
Faint  are  earthly  praises,  dull  the  songs  of  night; 
Forward,  into  triumph;  forward,  into  Light  !    Amen. 

IDean    H.    Alford. 

251 

Porro.  6..3.D. 

LIFE  is  onward  !   use  it  with  a  forward  aim; 
Toil  is  heavenly;  choose  it,  and  its  warfare  claim. 
Look  not  to  another  to  perform  your  will; 
Haste  to  help  your  brother  as  he  climbs  the  hill  ! 

Life  is  onward  !  heed  it  in  each  varied  dress; 
Your  own  act  can  speed  it  on  to  happiness. 
His  bright  pinions  o'er  you  time  waves  not  in  vain, 
If  hope  chant  before  you  her  prophetic  strain. 

Life  is  onward,  never  look  upon  the  past; 
It  would  hold  you  ever  In  its  fetters  fast. 
Ne'er  forbode  new  sorrow,  bear  that  of  to-day; 
You  shall  see  the  morrow  chase  the  clouds  away. 

Life  is  onward  !  treasure  its  eternal  part; 
Give  it  without  measure  all  your  strength  of  heart. 
Life  is  onward  !   prize  it,  sunlit  or  in  storm; 
O  do  not  despise  it  in  its  humblest  form. 

Father,  the  Creator.   Christ,  the  only  Son, 
Thou,  Illuminator,  Who  with  Both  art  One — 
Glory,  praise  and  blessing  ever  be  to  Thee, 
Whom  we  stand  confessing  God  in  Persons  Three. 

Amen. 
Anon. 


PR0CES8T0NAT. 


252 

Mendelssohn.  7s.     (ten   lines). 

ONWARD,  brothers,  tuneful  lays 
Let  us  as  we  march  upraise, 
Songs  of  armies  marching  on, 
Songs  of  glorious  battle  won, 
Songs  of  sorrow,   songs  of  mirth. 
Songs  of  worlds  that  spring  to  birth, 
Songs  of  freedom,  songs  of  love, 
Sing  we  as  we  onward  move. 

Onward,  brothers  !  tuneful  lays 
Let  us  as  we  march  upraise. 

Dark  our  pathway  oft  and  drear. 
Cloudy  vale  and  angry  mere. 
Deep  that  calleth  unto  deep, 
Rugged  rock  and  perilous  steep; 
Cheer  the  journey  with  a  song. 
Though  the  march  be  rough  and  long; 
Sing  of  courage,  truth  and  light, 
Cheer  the  toilers  of  the  night. 

Onward,  brothers  !  tuneful  lays 

Let  us  as  we  march  upraise. 

Old  and  young,  your  voices  lend. 

In  harmonious  chorus  blend; 

Through  the  world  your  anthem  roll. 

Link  through  music  soul  to  soul; 

Heaven  and  earth  in  love  combine, 

Link  the  human  and  divine; 

Light  in  man  celestial  fire, 

Beauty,   brotherhood,   inspire. 

Onward,  brothers  !  tuneful  lays 
Let  us  as  we  march  upraise. 


20()  PKOCESSTONAL 


Holy  Father,   Fount   of  light, 
God  of  wisdom,  goodness,  might: 
Holy  Son,  who  came  to  dwell. 
God  with  us,  Emmanuel: 
Holy  Spirit,   heavenly  Dove, 
God  of  comfort,  peace  and  love: 
Evermore  be  Thou  adored, 
Holy,  Holy.  Holy  Lord. 

Onward,  brothers  !  tuneful  lays 
Let  us  as  we  march  upraise.    Amen. 


253 

St.    Gertrude.  (i.i.T. 

ONWARD.  Christian  soldiers,  marching  as  to  war. 
With  the  Cross  of  Jesus  going  on  before. 
Christ  our  royal  Master  leads  against  the  foe; 
Forward  into  battle,  see  His  banners  go  ! 

Onward.   Christian  soldiers,  marching  as  to   war. 

With  the  Cross  of  Jesus  going  on  before. 

At  the  sign  of  triumph  evil's  host  doth  flee; 
On   then.  Christian   soldiers,    on   to   victory. 
All  the  earth  resoundeth  with  the  shout  of  praise, 
Brothers,  lift  your  voices,  loud  your  anthems  raise. 
Onward,  etc. 

Like  a  mighty  army  moves  the  Church  of  God; 
Brothers,  we  are  treading  where  the  Saints  have  trod; 
We  are  not  divided,  all  one  body  we, 
One  in  hope  and  doctrine,  one  in  charity. 
Onward,   etc. 


PROCESSIONAL  297 


What  the  Saints  established,  that  we  hold  for  true; 
What  the  Saints  believed,  that  believe  we  too. 
Long  as  earth  endureth  men  that  Faith  shall  hold, 
Kingdoms,  nations,  empires  in  destruction  rolled. 
Onward,  etc. 

Crowns  and  thrones  may  perish,  kingdoms  rise  and  wane, 
But  the  Church  of  Jesus  constant  will  remain; 
Gates  of  hell  can  never  'gainst  that  Church  prevail; 
We  have  Christ's  own  promise,  and  that  cannot  fail. 
Onward,  etc. 

Onward,  then,  ye  people,  join  our  happy  throng, 
Blend  with  ours  your  voices  in  the  triumph  song; 
Glory,  laud,  and  honour  unto  Christ  the  King; 
This  through  countless  ages  men  and  Angels  sing. 
Onward,  etc.    Amen. 

tRev.    Sabine    Baring-Gould. 

254 

Peterborough.  S.M. 

REJOICE,  ye  pure  in  heart, 
Rejoice,  give  thanks,   and  sing; 
Your  festal  banner  wave  on  high, 
The  Cross  of  Christ  your  King. 

Bright  youth  and  snow-crowned  age, 
Strong  men  and  maidens  meek. 
Raise  high  your  free  exulting  song, 
God's  wondrous  praises  speak. 

Yes,   onward,   onward  stiJl, 
With  hymn,  and  chant,  and  song. 
Through  gate,  and  porch,  and  columned  aisle, 
The  hallowed  pathways  throng. 


198  PROOERSTONAT. 

With  all  the  Angel  choirs, 
With  all  the  saints  on  earth, 
Pour  out  the  strains  of  joy  and  hliss. 
True  rapture,  noblest  mirth. 

Your  clear  hosannas  raise, 
And  alleluias  loud; 
While  answering  echoes  upward  float, 
Like  wreaths   of  incense  cloud. 

With  voice  as  full  and  strong 
As  ocean's  surging  praise, 
Send  forth  the  hymns  our  fathers  loved, 
The  psalms  of  ancient  days. 

Yes  on,  through  life's  long  path, 
Still  chanting  as  ye  go, 
From  youth  to  age,  by  night  and  day. 
In  gladness  and  in  woe. 

Still  lift  your  standard  high. 
Still  march  in  firm  array, 
As  warriors  through  the  darkness  toil 
Till  dawns  the  golden  day. 

At  last  the  march  shall  end, 
The  wearied  ones  shall  rest, 
The  pilgrims  find  their  Father's  house. 
Jerusalem   the  blest. 

Then  on,  ye  pure  in  heart. 
Rejoice,  give  thanks,  and  sing; 
Your  festal  banner  wave  on  high, 
The  Cross  of  Christ  your  King. 


HYMN   OF  FAEEWELL 


Praise  Him  Who  reigns  on  high. 
The  Lord  Whom  we  adore, 
The  Father,  Son,   and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  God  for  evermore.     Amen. 

Dean    E.    H.    Plnmpti 
Other    hymns    suitable    for   Processionals    are: 

192.  Through    all    the    world. 

239.  Blessed    city,    heavenly   Salem. 

4.59.  Through    the    night. 

482.  Who  is  on  the  Tiord's  side? 

492.  Round    the   saered    City. 

Or    any  hymn    of    sufficient    length    may    be    used. 


HYMN    OF    FAREWELL 

255 

Ood    be    with    you    (omitting    cliorus).  9.8  8.9. 

GOD  he  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 
By  His  counsels  guide,  uphold  you. 
With  His  sheep  securely  fold  you; 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

God  he  with  you  till  we  meet  again; 
'Neath  His  wings  protecting  hide  you. 
Heavenly  patience  still  provide  you; 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 


300  HYM.Y    OF   FAREWELL 


God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again; 

Let  no  trouble  e'er  confound  you; 

Peace  and  harmony  surround  you; 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

'  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again; 
May  His  holy  Angels  guard  you; 
No  misfortune  e'er  retard  you; 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again; 
May  the  mighty  All-Commander 
Shield  you  wheresoe'er  you  wander; 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again; 
Wisdom,  Strength  and  Beauty  guide  you, 
Stand  unmoved  whate'er  betide  you, 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again; 

Keep  love's  banner  floating  o'er  you. 

Keep  Christ's  mystic  Cross  before  you; 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again — 

God,  the  goal  of  our  endeavour. 

God,  Who  reigns  in  us  for  ever — 
God  be  with  yen  till  we  meet  again.     Amen. 

IT.  E.  Rankin    (vv.   1,   2.   3,    7).  the  rest  added  by   C.W.L 


Also    suitable    as    a   hymn  of   Farewell   is: 

No.  399.      Part    in   peace!    is   day   before  usT 


LITANIES  301 


Lebbaeus. 


LITANIES. 
256 

LITANY    OF    THE    CHURCH 

GOD  the  Father,  seen  of  none, 
God  the  co-eternal  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  with  Them  One, 
We  are  Thine,  O  Trinity. 

Master,  with  Thy  Church  abide, 
Be  her  Teacher,  Lord  and  Guide, 
Pour  Thy  Love  in  fullest  tide; 
We   are   Thine,  O   Master. 

Arms  of  love  around  her  throw. 
Shield  her  safe  from  every  foe, 
Calm  her  in  the  time  of  woe: 
We   are   Thine,  O   Master. 

Keep  her  life  and  doctrine  pure, 
Help  her  patient  to  endure 
Trusting  in  Thy  promise  sure: 
We   are   Thine,  O    Master. 

Be  Thou  with  her  all  the  days, 
May  she,  safe  from  error's  ways. 
Toil  for  Thine  eternal  praise. 
We  are  Thine,  O  Master. 

May  her  voice  be  ever  clear 
Warning  of   Thy   coming  near, 
Urging  man  to  cast  out  fear: 
We   are   Thine.  O   Master. 


!02  LITANIES 


All  her  ruined  works  repair, 
Build  again  Thy  temple  fair, 
Manifest  Thy  presence  there: 
We   are    Thine.  O    Master. 

AU  her  fettered  powers  release, 
Bid  all  strife  and  envy  cease. 
Grant  the  heavenly  gift  of  peace: 
We   are    Thine.  O    Master. 

May  she  clear  in  doctrine  be. 
One  in  truth  and  charity, 
Winning  all  to  faith  in  Thee: 
We   are   Thine,  O    Master. 

May  she  guide  the  poor  and  blind, 
Seek  the  lost  until  she  find. 
And   the   broken-hearted   bind: 
We   are    Thine,  O    Master. 

Save  her  love  from  growing  cold. 
Make  her  watchmen  strong  and  bold, 
Fence  her  round,  Thy  peaceful  fold; 
We   are    Thine.  O    Master. 

May  her  Priests  Thy  people  feed 
Shepherds  of  the  flock  indeed, 
Ready,  where  Gfod  calls,  to  lead: 
We  are  Thine.  O  Master. 

May  they  live  the  truths  they  know. 
And  a  holy  pattern  show, 
As  before  Thy  flock  they  go; 
We   are   Thine.  O    Master. 


LITANIES  30^ 


Evil  Thou  wilt  purge  away, 
Doulsts  and  fears  Thou  wilt  allay, 
Thou  wilt  bring  her  triumph-day: 
We  are  Thine,  O  Master. 

May  Thy  Church  all  glorious  he, 
Spotless  and  from  wrinkle  free, 
Pure  and  bright  and  worthy  Thee: 
We   are   Thine,  O    Master. 

God  the  Father,  seen  of  none, 

Grod  the  co-eternal  Son, 

God  the  Spirit,  with  them  One, 

We  are  Thine,  O  Trinity.     Amen. 

+  Rev.    T.    B.    Pollock,    and    others. 


257 

LITANY   OP   THE    HOLY    SPIRIT 
St.  Charles  or   Mill    Lane  or   any   Litany  tune. 

GOD  the  Father,  seen  of  i>one, 
God  the  co-eternal  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  with  Them  One; 
Hear  us,  Holy  Trinity. 

God  eternal,  mighty  King, 
Unto  Thee  our  love  we  bring; 
Through  the  world  Thy  praises  ring 
We  are  Thine,  O  Trinity. 

Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
Dew  descending   from   above, 
Breath  of  life  and  Fire  of  love; 
Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 


304  LITANIES 

Source  of  strength,  of  knowledge  clear, 
Wisdom,  godliness  sincere, 
Understanding,  counsel,  cheer; 
Hear  us.  Holy  Spirit. 

Source  of  courage,  love  and  peace, 
Patience,  pureness,  faith's  increase, 
Hope  and  joy  that  cannot  cease; 
Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

Spirit  guiding  us  aright. 
Spirit  making  darkness  light, 
Spirit  of  resistless  might; 

Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

Thine  is  an  unchanging  love 
Higher  than  the  heights  ahove; 
Lord,   Life-giver,   holy  Dove; 
Hear  us.  Holy  Spirit. 

Come  to  aid  the  souls  who  yearn 
More  of  truth  Divine  to  learn. 
And  with  deeper  love  to  burn; 
Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

Keep  us  in  the  narrow  way. 
Warn  us  when  we  go  astray, 
Fill  us  with  Thy  glorious  Ray; 
Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

May  we  from  temptation  turn. 
Secrets  of  Thy  kingdom  learn. 
Feel  Thy  Fire  within  us  hum; 
Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 


I 


LITANIES  306 


Help  us  nobly  to  endure, 
Keep  us  faithful,  keep  us  pure, 
Ever  wiser,  stronger,  truer; 
Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

Light  and  strength  on  us  bestow, 
Guide  us,  lead  us  here  below, 
Where  Thou  wiliest  we  shall  go; 
Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

To  the  outcast  and  forlorn, 
To  the  weary  and  the  worn, 
Let  Thy  hope  and  peace  be  borne; 
Bless  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

Fount  of  love,  by  all  adored, 
Let  the  wisdom  of  the  Lord 
On  His  waiting  Church  be  poured; 
Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

Still  unsheathed  be  Thy  sword 
Till  the  world,  from  sin  restored. 
Is  the  kingdom  of  the  Lord; 
Hear  us.  Holy  Spirit. 

Holy,  loving  as  Thou  art, 

All  Thy  sevenfold  gifts  impart, 

Nevermore  from  us  depart; 

Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

God  the  Father,  seen  of  none, 

God  the  co-eternal  Son, 

God  the  Spirit,  with  Them  One; 

We  are  Thine,  O  Trinity.    Amen. 

Cento. 


306  GENERAL  HYMNS 


GENERAL  HYMNS 


258 

Si.    Flavian    or    St.   Francis.  CM. 

A  LIVING  stream,  as  crystal  clear. 

Welling  from  out  the  Throne 
Of  God  and  of  the  Lord  on  high, 

Our  Christ  to  man  hath  shown. 

This  stream  doth  water  Paradise, 

It  makes  the  Angels  sing: 
One  precious  drop  within  the  heart 

Is  of  all  joy  the  spring: 

Joy  past  all  speech,  of  glory  full, 
But  stored  where  none  may  know, 

As  manna  hid  in  dewy  heaven. 
As  pearls  in  ocean  low. 

Eye  hath  not  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard. 

Nor  to  man's  heart  ^ath  come. 
What  for  those  loving  Thee  in  truth 

Thou  hast  in  love's  own  home. 

But  by  His  Spirit  He  to  us 

The  secret  doth  reveal: 
Faith  sees  and  hears:  hut  O  for  wings 

That  we  might  taste,  and  feel; 

Wings  like  a  dove  to  waft  us  on 

High  o'er  the  flood  of  sin  ! 
Lord  of  the  Ark.  put  forth  Thine  hand. 

And  take  Thy  wanderers  in. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  307 

O  praise  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
And  Him  whose  gifts  are  seven, 

The  Holy  Ghost,  through  Whom  alone 
Our  hearts  are  raised  to  Heaven.    Amen. 

tJohn    Mason    (A.D.    1668),    altered    by    Keble. 

259 

Stella.  8s.    (six   lines). 

A  STRAIN  of  music  from  afar, 

A  simple  chord,  a  ray  of  light. 
The  tremble  of  a  single  star, 

A  voice  that  whispers  in  the  night, 
A  hope  fulfilled,  and  nothing  more 
Bring  thoughts  we  must  have  lived  before. 

The  roaring  of  the  tempest  fierce, 

A  magic  word,  a  whispered  sigh, 
Stand  out  upon  the  road  of  time 

As  landmarks  of  an  age  gone  by; 
Words  that  we've  heard  long  years  before, 
They  speak  with  tongues  we  know  once  more. 

So  every  tune  that  wakes  the  soul 
And  every  thought  that  thrills  the  sense. 

Bring  knowledge  of  eternity 
And  make  our  faith  the  more  intense. 

We  know  that  we  have  lived  before, 

We  know  we  live  for  evermore. 

* 

To  God  the  Father  glory  be, 

All  glory  be  to  God  the  Son. 
All  glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee. 

The  One  in  Three,  the  Three  in  One, 
By  Whose  decree  we  lived  before. 
Who  bids  us  live  for  evermore.    Amen. 

Anon. 


308  GENERAL  HYMNS 


260 

A'ox    montibus.  12.11.12.11. 

A  VOICE  from  the  hills  and  the  valleys  is  calling, 

The  song  of  the  river  is  hut  its  refrain; 
Its  echoes  are  heard  when  the  soft  rains  are  falling; 

In  sonorous  tones  winds  repeat  it  again. 

The  heart  of  our  Mother  the  Soul  Universal, 
From  which  we  came  forth  and  to  which  we  return, 

Her  joy  and  her  anguish  sends  forth  in  dispersal; 
From  millions  of  voices  her  lessons  we  learn. 

Her  temple  is  holy,  above  us  uprearing 
Its  blue- vaulted  dome  filled  with  incense  most  rare; 

There  Nature's  own  children  approach  her  unf earing, 
Their  silence  in  solitude  grander  than  prayer. 

In  rapture  and  awe  know  the  Spirit  that  meets  them 
(The  heart  disaffected  their  garb  may  not  don), 

Unseen  at  the  portal,  her  messenger  greets  them: 
"Abide  in  Love's  sunlight;  let  all  else  pass  on." 

O  Father  All-loving,  whose  glory  shines  o'er  us, 
O  Christ,  through  whose  Love  all  these  worlds  came 
to  be, 

O  Spirit,  whose  Love-light  streams  ever  before  us, 
O  Love  all-embracing,  be  glory  to  Thee  !    Amen. 

L.    Nightingale. 

261 

Miles's    Lane.  CM. 

ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesu's  Name; 

Let  Angels  prostrate  fall; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  309 


Crown  Him,  ye  morning  stars  of  light 

Who  fixed  this  floating  ball; 
Now  hail  the  splendour  of  His  might 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

Hail  Him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 

Whom  David  Lord  did  call, 
The  God  incarnate,  Man  divine, 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

Crown  Him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  His  Altar  call; 
Hail  Him  Whose  fiery  path  ye  trod, 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

Ye  who  were  saved  by  Christ's  strong  aid 

From  passion's  deadly  thrall, 
Hail  Him  Who  led  that  stern  crusade, 

And  crovm  Him  Lord  of  all. 

Let  all  the  world  that  shout  prolong, 

Send  out  the  clarion  call. 
Join  in  the  universal  song. 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

Ye  who  upon  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Holy  Ghost  do  call, 
Sing  glory  to  that  Three  in  One. 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all.     Amen. 

JRev.    Edward    Porronet     (A.D.    1726.) 

262 

Tjeominater.  D.S.M. 

ALL  Nature  is  to  God 
A  glorious  garment  rare, 
And  he  who  looks  beneath  that  robe 
May  find  Him  everywhere. 


10  GENERAL  HYMNS 


The  Eternal  Great  First  Cause 
In  all  around  we  see; 
And  there  is  nothing  low  or  mean, 
For  there  is  naught  but  He. 

His  is  the  force  which  acts, 

The  will  that  moves  is  His. 
Midst  earth's  illusions  man  is  wise 

If  he  discemeth  this. 

A  man  that  looks  on  glass, 

On  it  may  stay  his  eye; 
Or,  if  he  pleaseth,  through  it  pass, 

And  then  the  heaven  espy. 

The  common   course  of  life, 

The  daily  round  we  plod, 
The  tasks  that  seem  so  wearisome. 

May  all  he  done  for  God. 

All  may  of  Him  partake; 

Nothing  can  be  so  mean 
Which,  with  this  tincture,  for  His  sake, 

Will  not  grow  bright  and  clean. 

A  servant  with  this  clause 

Makes  drudgery  divine; 
Who  sweeps  a  room,  as  for  His  laws, 

Makes  that  small  action  fine. 

This  is  the  famous  stone 

That  turneth  all  to  gold; 
For  that  which  God  doth  touch  and  own. 

Cannot  for  less  be  told.     Amen. 

tRev.    Gporge    Herbert    (A.D.    159.^). 


GENERAL  HYMNS  311 


263 

Song   of   Praise.  7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.8.6. 

ALL  nature's  voices  chorus 

A  rolling  psalm  of  praise 
To  Him  who  watcheth  o'er  us, 

Who  lighteth  all  our  ways. 
His  life  in  fullest  measure 

Waits  for  our  heart's  clear  call. 
His  beauty  is  our  treasure, 

His  blessings  richly  fall, 
To  win  us  on  from  night  to  day, 

Where  He  is  All  in  All. 

Then  banish  thoughts  of  sadness, 

And  swell  the  song  of  praise; 
A  glowing  chord  of  gladness 

Rings  through  the  sunlit  days; 
And  Angel  voices  cheer  us. 

Stealing  across  the  night, 
Their  wistful  hands  are  near  us, 

To  lead  us  to  the  Light, 
Their  shielding  arms  would  guide  us  home. 

Where  faith  may  walk  by  sight. 

O   Wisdom,    Strength  and  Beauty  ! 

O  King  with  glory  crowned. 
We  yearn  to  do  our  duty 

Where'er  it  may  be  found, 
Our  love  is  ever  glowing 

And  swelling  like  the  sea. 
Deeper  and  deeper  growing 

While  pouring  forth  towards  Thee, 
The  Father,   Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  in  Persons  Three.    Amen. 

G.    Herbert    Whyte. 


12  GExNERAL  HYMNS 


264 

Old    Hundredth.  L.M. 

ALL  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell, 
Sing  to  the  Lord  with  cheerful  voice; 

Him  serve  with  mirth,  His  praise  forth  tell; 
Come  ye  before  Him  and  rejoice. 

The  Lord,  ye  know,  is  God  indeed; 

Without  our  aid  He  did  us  make; 
We  are  His  flock.  He  doth  us  feed, 

And  for  His  sheep  He  doth  us  take. 

0  enter  then  His  gates  with  praise, 
Approach  with  joy  His  courts  unto; 

Praise,  laud  and  bless  His  Name  always. 
For  it  is  seemly  so  to  do. 

For  why?  the  Lord  our  God  is  good; 

His  mercy  is  for  ever  sure; 
His  truth  at  all  times  firmly  stood. 

And  shall  from  age  to  age  endure. 

Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 

Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  Him  above.  Angelic  host; 

Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.    Amen. 

Rev.  William  Kethe,   A.D.   I.tRO:   doxology   by  Bp.  Ken,   A.D.  1637. 

265 

Orieiitis  Partibus.  7s. 

ALL  that's  good  and  great  and  true, 

All  that  is   and  is  to  be. 
Be  it  old  or  be  it  new, 

Comes.  O  Father,  comes  from  Thee. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  313 


Blessings  dawn  with  every  day, 
Newer,  brighter  than  "before, 

And  the  sun's  declining  ray 
Layeth  others  up  in  store. 

Not  a  bird  that  doth  not  sing 
Sweetest  praises  to  Thy  Name, 

Not  an  insect  on  the  wing 

But  Thy  wonders  doth  proclaim. 

Every  blade  and  every  tree, 

All  in  happy  concert  ring, 
And  in  wondrous  harmony 

Join  in  praises  to  their  King. 

Fill  us,  then,  with  love  divine; 

Grant  that  we,  though  toiling  here, 
May  in  spirit,  being  Thine, 

See  and  hear  Thee  everywhere. 

Far  and  near,  o'er  land  and  sea, 
Mountain  top  and  wooded  dell, 

All  in  singing,  sing  of  Thee 
Songs  of  love  ineffable. 

May  we  all,  with  songs  of  praise, 
Whilst  on  earth,  Thy  Name  adore, 

Till  with  Angel  choirs  we  raise 
Songs  of  praise  for  evermore. 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above 

Praise  eternal  as  His  love, 
Praise  Him,   all  ye  heavenly  host. 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.     Amen. 


Rev.   G.  Thrlng. 


314  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Mola. 


266 

7 .  o .  7 .  .5 . 7  7   < .  r> . 

ALL  the  aim  of  life  is  just 

Climbing  back  to  God; 
Spirit  casting  off  its  dust, 

Climbing  back  to  God; 
Every  grief  we  have  to  bear. 
Disappointment,  pain,   despair, 
Each  is  but  another  stair. 

Climbing  back  to  God. 

Step  by  step  and  mile  by  mile, 

Climbing  back  to  God; 
Nothing  else  is  worth  the  while. 

Climbing  back  to  God; 
Light  and  shadow    fill  each  day, 
Joys  and  sorrows  pass  away. 
Smile  at  all,  and  smiling,  say: 

"Climbing  back  to  Gci." 

Do  not  wear  a  mournful  face, 

Climbing  back  to  God; 
Scatter  sunshine  on  the  place. 

Climbing  back  to  God; 
Take  what  pleasure  you  can  find, 
But  where'er  your  paths  may  wind. 
Keep  the  purpose  well  in  mind: 

Climbing  back  to  God.     Amen. 

Ella    "^rheeler    Wilcox. 

267 

All    Things  Bright  and   Beautiful.  7.6.D. 

ALL  things  bright  and  beautiful. 

All  creatures   great  and  small. 
All  things  wise  and  wonderful. 

The  Lord  God  made  them  all. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  315 

Each  little  flower  that  opens, 

Each  little  bird  that  sings, 
He  made  their  glowing  colours. 

He  made  their  tiny  wings. 
All  things,  etc. 

The  rich  man  in  his  castle, 

The  poor  man  at  his  gate, 
God  made  them,  high  or  lowly, 

And  ordered  their  estate. 
All  things,  etc. 

The  purple-headed  mountain, 

The  river  running  by. 
The  sunset  and  the  morning 

That  brightens  up  the  sky. 
All  things,  etc. 

The  cold  wind  in  the  winter. 

The  pleasant  summer  sun, 
The  ripe  fruits  in  the  garden — 

He  made  them  every  one; 
All  things,  etc. 

The  tall  trees  in  the  greenwood, 

The  meadows  where  we  play, 
The  rushes  by  the  water 

We   gather  every  day; 
All  things,  etc. 

He  gave  us  eyes  to  see  them, 

And  lips  that  we  might  tell, 
How  great  is  God  Almighty, 

Who  has  made  all  things  well. 
All  things,  etc.    Amen. 

Mrs.  C.   F.   Alexander. 


316  GENERAL  HYMNS 


268 

0     Quanta     Qualia     or    Paternoster.  11.10.11.10. 

ALL'S  for  the  "best  !  be  ye  sanguine  and  cheerful; 

Trouble  and  sorrow  are  friends  in  disguise; 
Nothing  but  folly  goes  faithless  and  fearful; 

Courage,  for  ever,  Is  happy  and  wise. 

All's  for  the  best  !  if  mankind  would  but  know  it, 
God's  mighty  Will  is  that  all  may  be  blest; 

This  is  no  dream  of  some  fanciful  poet. 
Trial  has  shown  us  that  all's  for  the  best. 

All's  for  the  best !  so  set  this  on  your  standard. 

Soldier  of  sadness,  or  pilgrim  of  love, 
Who  to  the  shores  of  despair  may  have  wandered, 

Tempest-tossed  swallow  or  heart-stricken  dove. 

!    ■  ^^] 
All's  for  the  best !   then  dispel  idle  terrors, 

Meet  all  your  fears  and  your  woes  in  the  van, 
And,  in  the  midst  of  your  dangers  or  errors. 

Trust  like  a  child  while  you  strive  like  a  man. 

All's  for  the  best !  for  unfailing,  unbounded, 
God  hath  intended  that  all  shall  be  blest. 

So,  both  by  wisdom  and  justice  surrounded, 
Hope  and  be  happy,  for  all's  for  the  best. 

Praise  to  the  Father,  Creator  supernal; 

Praise  to  the  Son,  Whose  retainers  are  we; 
Praise  to  the  Spirit,  Consoler  eternal; 

Triune  Divinity,  glory  to^  Thee  !     Amen. 

JAnon. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  317 

269 

Corpus    Christi    or    St.    Alphege.  7.6.7.6. 

ARISE,  arise,  good  Christian, 

Let  right  to  wrong  succeed, 
Let   earnest  loving   effort 

To  heavenly  gladness  lead; 

To  unimagined  glory- 
That  knows  nor  moon  nor  sun 

The  light  so  new  and  golden 
The  light  that  is  hut  one. 

The  sunlit  Ufe,  that  recks  not 

Of  tempest  or  of  fight, 
Shall  fold  within  its  bosom 

Each  true  and  perfect  knight; 

The  home  of  fadeless  splendour. 

Of  flowers  that  hear  no  thorn, 
Where  they  shall  dwell  as  children 

Who  here  as  exiles  mourn. 

O  one,  O  only  mansion, 

O  paradise  of  joy 
Where  tears  are  ever  banished 

And  smiles  have  no  alloy. 

Upon  the  Rock  of  Ages 

They  raise  thy  holy  tower; 
Thine  is  the  victor's  laurel 

And  thine  the  golden  dower. 

They  stand,  those  halls  of  Zion, 

All  jubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  Angel 

And  all.  the  knightly  throng. 


318  GENERAL  HYMNS 


The   Prince  is  ever  present. 

His  radiance  is  serene; 
The  vestures  of  the  blessed 

Are  decked  in  glorious  sheen; 

For  they  who  with  that  Leader 

Have  conquered  in  the  fight 
Forever  and  forever 

Are  clad  in  rohes  of  white. 

Almighty  heavenly  Father, 

O  co-eternal  Son. 
Life-giving  Holy  Spirit, 

We  hail  Thee.  Three  in  One.    Amen. 

tBcruard  de  Morlais   (A.D.   1122),   tr.  by  Dr.  J.  M.   Neale. 

270 

Pleury.  7.6.T. 

ARISE  !  the  world  needs  helping. 
♦.  Let  none  sit  down  and  rest. 

But  seek  to  work  like  heroes, 

And  nohly  do  your  hest. 
Do  what  you  can  for  others, 

With  honest  heart  and  true, 
Let  none  neglect  his  duty, 
There's  work  for  all  to  do. 

Arise,  the  world  needs  helping, 

Let  none  sit  down  and  rest, 
But  seek  to  work  like  heroes. 
And  nohly  do  your  best. 

Though  you  can  do  hut  little. 

That  little's  something  still; 
You'll  find  a  way  to  labour. 

If  you  but  have  the  will. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  319 


So  join  the  band  of  helpers; 

What  though  they  he  but  few, 
Devote  yoiu:  life  to  service. 

There's  work  for  you  to  do. 
Arise,  etc. 

Be  kind  to  those  around  you. 

To  charity  hold  fast; 
Let  each  think  first  of  others, 

And  leave  himself  till  last. 
Act  as  you  would  that  others 

Should  always  act  to  you, 
Waste  not  a  single  moment. 

There's  work  for  all  to  do. 
Arise,  etc.     Amen. 


271 

Agnes.  CM. 

AS  shadows  cast  by  cloud  and  sun 

Flit  o'er  the  summer  grass. 
So  in  Thy  sight,  Almighty  One, 

Earth's  generations  pass. 

And  while  the  years,  an  endless  host, 

Come  pressing  swiftly  on,    * 
The  brightest  names  that  earth  can  boast 

Just  glisten,  and  are  gone. 

Yet  doth  the  Star  of  Bethlehem  shed 

A  lustre  pure  and   sweet; 
And  still  it  leads,  as  once  it  led, 

To   our  great  Master's   feet. 


320  GENERAL  HYMNS 


O  Father,  may  that  holy  Star 

Grow  every  year  more  bright, 
And  send  its  glorious  beams  afar 

To  fill  the  world  with  light  ! 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost 

The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,   as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore  !     Amen. 

tWilliam    Cullen   Bryant 

272 

Sicilian    Mariners    or    St.   Oswald.  8.7.8.7 

BELLS  of  Christ,  peal  forth  His  glory, 
Waft  His  blessing  o'er  His  world, 

Ringing  out  o'er  hill  and  valley 
Tidings  of  His  flag  unfurled. 

Bear  the  message  of  His  Presence 
Eeigning  from  His  Altar-Throne; 

Let  His  people  bow  in  worship 
When  they  hear  that  solemn  tone. 

Trebly  blest  the  faithful  follower 

Who  before  His  Altar  kneels, 
Yet  a  lesser  benediction 

Flashes  out  through  those  glad  peals. 

Mellow  sound  spreads  holy  influence 
Wheresoever  their  music  rolls, 

Rousing,  strengthening,  pouring  blessing 
On  all  sad  and  weary  souls. 

Christian  men  shall  hear  at  distance, 

In  their  toil  or  in  their  rest. 
Chimes  that  tell  in  one  communion 

Of  one  Church  they  too  are  blessed. 


I 


GENERAL  HYMNS  32.1 

They  who  on  a  sick-bed  languish 
Listening,  seem  to  lose  their  pain, 

And  in  spirit  join  their  brethren 
In  the  Church's  joyous  strain. 

Year  by  year  from  many  a  belfry 
Shall  the  bells  such  comfort  pour, 

Over  all  who  heed  their  message 
Till  the  Master  comes  once  more. 

Soon  shall  come  that  greater  Christmas 
When  on  earth  He  stands  again; 

Then  the  bells  shall  peal  out  grandly 
Welcoming  the  King  of  men. 

Let  them  ring  eternal  glory 

To  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  to  God  the  Holy  Spirit 

Ever  Three,  yet  ever  One.    Amen. 

C.W.L.,   based  on  Dr.  J.  M.  Xeale. 

A    tune    especially    composed  for    this   hymn    will  be    found    in    Tlie 
Ifyranal    Companion   to    the    Book    of   Common    Prayer,    No.    381. 


273 

Boloved    or    St.    Cyril. 

BELOVED,  let  us  love:   love  is  of  God; 
In  God  alone  hath  love  its  true  abode. 

Beloved,  let  us  love;  for  they  who  love, 
They  only,    are  His  sons,  bom  from  above. 

Belovdd,  let  us  love;  for  love  is  rest, 
And  hfi  who  loveth  not  abides  unblest. 


OEXERAL  HYMNS 


Beloved,  let  us  love;  for  love  is  light, 
And  he  who  loveth  not  dwelleth  in  night. 

Beloved,  let  us  love:  for  only  thus 
Shall  we  behold  that  God  Who  loveth  us. 

Beloved,  let  us  love;  the  Father,  Son. 
And  Spirit,  all  are  love,  blest  Three  in  One. 

Amen. 

Dr.    H.  Bonar. 
By    permission    of   James    Xisbet    &    Co.,    Ltd. 


274 

Sr.    Alphesrr. 

BRIEF  life  is  here  our  portion; 

Brief  sorrow,  short-lived  care; 
The  life  that  knows  no  ending, 

The  tearless  life,  is  there. 

O  happy  retribution  ! 

Short  toil,  eternal  rest; 
For  all  His  faithful  servants 

A  mansion  with  the  blest  ! 

There  grief  is  turned  to  pleasure; 

Such  pleasure  as  below 
No  human  voice  can  utter, 

No  human  heart  can  know. 

And   after  earthly   evil. 

And  after  this  world's  night. 
And  after  storm  and  whirlwind. 

Is  calm,  and  joy,  and  light. 


I 


GENERAL  HYMNS  323 


And  now  we  fight  the  battle, 
But  then  shall  wear  the  crown 

Of  full  and  everlasting 
And  passionless  renown; 

And  now  we  watch  and  struggle, 
And  now  we  live  in  hope, 

And  Zion  in  her  anguish 
With  Babylon  must  cope; 

But  He  Whom  now  we  trust  in 
Shall  then  be  seen  and  known; 

And  they  that  know  and  see  Him 
Shall  have  Him  for  their  own. 

The  morning  shall  awaken, 

The  shadows  shall  decay. 
And  each  true-iiearted  servant 

Shall  shine  as  doth  the  day. 

Then  God,  our  King  and  Portion, 
In  fullness  of  His  grace, 

Shall  we  behold  for  ever, 
And  worship  face  to  face. 

Almighty,  Heavenly  Father, 

O  co-etemal  Son. 
Life-giving  Holy  Spirit, 

We  hail  Thee,  Three  in  One.    Amen. 


Bernard  Ae  Morlaix  (AD.  112*2%  tr.  by  Dr.  J.  M.  Neale. 


324  GENERAL  HYMNS 


275 

Rosy     Cios^    or     Lk-mitid.  6.6.8.6.8  8. 

CHANGE  is  our  portion  here; 

Soon  fades  the  summer  sky, 
The  landscape  droops  in  autimin  sear. 

And  spring  flowers  "bloom  to  die; 
But  faithful  is  our  Master's  word. 
"I  will  be  with  thee."  saith  the  Lord. 

Change  is  our  portion  here; 

Along  the  heavenly  road, 
In  faith  and  hope  and  holy  cheer, 

In  love  towards  our  God; 
How  often  we  distrust  the  word — 
• '  I  will  he  with  thee, ' '  saith  the  Lord. 

Change  is  our  portion  here; 

Yet  midst  our  changing  lot, 
Midst  withering  flowers  and  tempests  drear, 

There  is  that  changes  not. 
Unchangeahle  our  Master's  word, 
'  *  I  will  be  with  thee, ' '  saith  the  Lord. 

Changeless,  the  way  of  peace. 

Changeless,  Emmanuel's  Name, 
Changeless,  the  covenant  of  grace, 

Eternally  the  same; 
"I  change  not,"  is  our  Master's  word, 
"And  I  am  with  thee,"  saith  the  Lord.    Amen. 

tRev.   J.    Harrington   Evans. 


GENEEAL  HYMNS  325 

276 

Fides   or    Hertford.  ,  6.5.D. 

CHRIST  our  royal  Shepherd,  Thou  dost  ever  keep 
Watch  and  ward  and  vigil  over  us  Thy  sheep. 
Often  have  we  wandered,  often  wander  now, 
Who  can  lead  us  homeward?     Master,  who  but  Thou? 

All  we  are  Thou  knowest,  all  we  e'er  have  been, 
Every  deed  Thou  seest,  every  thought  within; 
From  the  deed  that  darkens  may  we  ever  keep, 
From  the  thought  that  staineth.  Shepherd  of  the  sheep. 

Oft  we  hear  Thee  calling  "Wanderers,  follow  Me," 
Wheresoe'er  Thou  leadest,  Lord,  we  follow  Thee; 
Though  the  way  be  toilsome,  though  the  path  be  steep. 
Thou  wilt  safely  guide  us.  Shepherd  of  the  sheep. 

Whereso'er  we  wander,  whatsoe'er  betide, 

Lead  us,  heavenly  Shepherd,  homeward  by  Thy  side; 

While  we  feel  Thee  near  us  evil  far  doth  keep, 

Thou  wilt  guard  and  cheer  us.  Shepherd  of  the  sheep. 

If  the  day  be  closing  cheerless  in  the  west 
O'er  some  lonely  outcast,  Master  ever  blest! 
'Mid  those  distant  mountains,  ere  he  sink  to  sleep. 
Hearten  Thou  that  wanderer,  Shepherd  of  the  sheep. 

In  the  splendid  future  none  shall  feel  alone, 

Sheep  shall  know  their  Shepherd  even  as  they  are  known; 

Harvest  of  their  labours  all  in  joy  shall  reap, 

Glowing  in  Thy  presence.  Shepherd  of  the  sheep. 

Unto  Thee,  sweet  Shepherd,  praise  and  honour  be; 
Worship  through  the  ages  to  the  One  in  Three. 
Waves  of  Angel-music  through  the  welkin  sweep. 
Sounding  forth  Thy  glory,  Shepherd  of  the  sheep.     Amen. 

tRev.    G.    Thring,    vv.    1-5.      C.W.L.,    vv.    6,    7. 


326  GENERAL  HYMNS 


277     " 

Ballerma    or    Prospect.  CM. 

CITY  of  God.  how  broad  and  far 

Outspread  thy  walls  sublime  ! 
The  true  thy  chartered  freemen  are 

Of  every  age  and  clime. 

One  Holy  Church,  one  army  strong, 

One  steadfast,  high  intent; 
One  working  band,  one  harvest-song, 

One  King  omnipotent. 

Though  twice  a  thousand  years  have  flown, 

Strong  in  eternal  youth, 
How  grandly  has  her  empire  grown 

Of  freedom,  love  and  truth  ! 

Still  gleam  her  watch-fires  through  the  night 

With  never- fainting  ray; 
Still  rise  her  towers,  serene  and  bright, 

To  meet  the  dawning  day. 

In  vain  the  surge's  angry  shock, 

In  vain  the  drifting  sands; 
Unharmed  upon  the  eternal  Rock 

The  eternal  City  stands. 

Great  Prince  of  the  angelic  host. 

The  Church's  Head:  to  Thee, 
With  Father  and  with  Holy  Ghost 

All  praise  and  glory  be.    Amen. 

tRev.     S.    Johnson. 


GENERAL  TTY]VrN8 


278 

Armageddon.  6.5.T. 

CONQUERING  and  to  conquer  whereso'er  they  went, 
Thus  the  Church's  Founders  by  their  Lord  were  sent; 
Neither  great  nor  mighty,  hut  a  faithful  band, 
They  went  forth  subduing  every  hostile  land; 

Conquering  and  to  conquer  nations  far  and  wide. 
Till  the  Church  of  Jesus  spread  o'er  land  and  tide. 

And  through   all  the   ages   see  that  Church  extend, 
Distant  realms  o'erspreading,   one  by  one  they  bend; 
'Neath  the  arms  victorious  which  her  servants  bear, 
Who  go  forth  to  labour  in  the  power  of  prayer; 

Conquering  and  to  conquer  many  a  hard-fought  field; 

Love^  their  only  weapon,  faith  their  only  shield. 

Then  be  up  and  fighting,  bravely  take  your  share. 

In  this  glorious  conflict  all  a  part  may  bear; 

For  the   Church  of   Jesus  all  may  work  and   pray. 

For  her  sake  contending  all  may  strive  alway. 

Conquering  and  to  conquer,  till  at  last  we  see, 
Work  and  prayer  united   gain  the  victory. 

Onward  then,  triumphant,  strong  in  God's  own  Strength. 
All  who  fight  His  battles   He  will  crown  at  length; 
When  the  herald  Angels  sing  the  triumph  nigh, 
And   the  King   of   Glory   shall   descend   from  high; 

Conquering  and  to  conquer  all  the  hosts  of  sin. 

Then  the  Church  Triumphant  shall  the  victory  win. 

Amen. 

Colonel   W.   H.   Turton. 


328  GENERAL  HYMXR 


279 

Lumen   Verum.  S.M. 

CONSCIOUS  Of   Thee.  O   Lord, 
My  heart  would  ever  he; 
By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad. 
I  would  be  still  with  Thee. 

With  Thee  when  dawn  comes  in 
And  calls  me  back  to  care; 
Thy  Spirit  heartens  me  within. 
And  saves  me  from  despair. 

With  Thee   amid  the  crowd 
That  throngs  the  busy  mart, 
To  hear  Thy  voice,  when  earth's  is  loud, 
Speak  softly  in  my  heart. 

With  Thee  when  day  is  done 
And  evening  calms  the  mind; 
The  setting  as  the  rising  sun 
With  Thee  my  heart  should  find. 

With  Thee  when  darkness  brings 
The  signal  of  repose. 
Calm  in  the  shadow  of  Thy  wings 
Mine  eyelids  I  would  close. 

O  Father,  Spirit,  Son. 
Eternal  One  in  Three, 
In  higher  life,  when  this  is  done. 
Still  am  I  safe  with  Thee.     Amen. 

tRev.    J.    D.    Burns. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  329 


280 

Courage   or  Taormina.  8.7.D. 

COURAGE,  brother,  do  not  stumble, 
Though  thy  path  be  dark  as  night, 

There's  a  star  to  guide  the  humble; 
Trust  in  God,  and  do  the  right. 

Let  the  road  be  rough  and  dreary, 

And  its  end  far  out  of  sight, 
Tread  it  bravely,   strong  or  weary; 

Trust  in  God  and  do  the  right. 

Perish  policy  and  cunning, 

Perish  all  that  fears  the  light; 
Whether  losing,  whether  winning, 

Trust  in  God  and  do  the  right. 

Simple  rule  and  safest  guiding. 

Inward  peace  and  inward  might, 
Star    upon    our  path    abiding; 

Trust  in  God  and  do  the  right. 

Some  will  hate  thee,  some  will  love  thee. 
Some  will  flatter,  some  will  slight; 

Cease  from  man  and  look  above  thee; 
Trust  in  God  and  do  the  right. 

Courage,   brother,   do  not  stumble, 
Though  thy  path  be  dark  as  night, 

There's  a  star  to  guide  the  humble; 
Trust  in  God,  and  do  the  right.    Amen. 

IRev.   Norman    Maclood. 


330  GENERAL  HYMNS 


281 

Barmouth  or  Dix.  7s.    (six  lines). 

EARTH  with  her  ten  thousand  flowers, 

Air  with  all  its  heams  and  showers, 

Ocean's  infinite   expanse, 

Heaven's  resplendent  countenance, 

All  around  and  all  above 

Bear  the  record:  "God  is  love." 

Sounds  among  the  vales  and  hills. 
In  the  woods  and  hy  the  rills, 
Of  the  breeze  and  of  the  bird, 
By  the  gentle  summer  stirred; 
All  these   sounds,  beneath,  above, 
Have  one  burden:    "God  is  love." 

All  the  love  and  joy  that  start 
Prom  the  fountain  of  the  heart; 
All  the  quiet  bliss  that  lies 
I:i  our  human  sympathies; 
These  are  voices  from  above 
Sweetly  whispering:    "God  is  love." 

Unto  God's  great  Name  we  raise 
Hymns   of  gloiy,  -songs  of  praise; 
To  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One. 
Honour,  might,  and  glory  be 
Now,  and  through  eternity.     Amen. 

Rev.    T.   R.    Taylor. 


fiENERAT.  HYMNS  r.31 


282 

FOR    THOSE    AT    SEA 
Melita.  8s.    (six  lines). 

ETERNAL  FATHER,  strong  to  save, 
Whose  arm  hath  hound  the  restless  wave, 
Who  hidd'st  the  mighty  ocean  deep 
Its  own  appointed   limits  keep; 

O  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  Thee 

For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea. 

O  Christ,  Whose  voice  the  waters  heard 
And  hushed  their  raging  at  Thy  word, 
Who  walkedst   on  the   foaming  deep, 
And  calm  amid  the  storm  didst  sleep; 

O  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  Thee 

For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea. 

O  Holy  Spirit,  Who  didst  brood 
Upon  the  waters  dark  and  rude. 
And  bid  their  angry  tumult  cease, 
And  give,  for  wild  confusion,  peace; 

O  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  Thee 

For  those  in   peril   on  the   sea. 

O  Trinity  of  love  and  power, 

Our  brethren  shield  in  danger's  hour; 

From  rock  and  tempest,  fire  and  foe, 

Protect    them  wheresoe'er  they   go; 
Thus  evermore  shall  rise  to  Thee 
Glad  hymns  of  praise  from  land  and  sea.    Amen. 

W.    Whitins. 


332  GENERAL  HYMNS 


283 

ulam    01-    Yorkshiro.  10s.    (six    lint's). 

ETERNAL  Ruler  of  the  ceaseless  round 
Of  circling  planets  singing   on  their  way; 

Guide  of  the  nations  from  the  night  profound 
Into  the  glory  of  the  perfect  day; 

Rule  in  our  hearts,  that  we  may  ever  "be 

Guided  and  strengthened  and  upheld  by  Thee. 

We  are  of  Thee,  the  children  of  Thy  love. 

The  brothers  of  Thy  well-helov6d  Son; 
Descend.   O  Holy   Spirit,  like  a  dove 

Into  our  hearts,  that  we  may  be  as  one; 
As  one  with  Thee,  to  Whom  we  ever  tend; 
As  one  with  Him,  our  Brother  and  our  Friend. 

We  would  be  one  to  combat  every  wrong. 
One  in  our  love  of  all  things  sweet  and  fair. 

One  in  the  joy  that  breaketh  into  song, 
One  in  the  trust  that  lays  aside  all  care, 

One  in  the  power  that  makes  the  children  free 

To  follow  truth,  and  thus  to  follow  Thee. 

O  clothe  us  with  Thy  heavenly  armour,  Lord. 

Thy  trusty  shield.  Thy  sword  of  love  divine; 
Our  inspiration  be  Thy  constant  word; 

We  ask  no  victories  that  are  not  Thine; 
Give  or  withhold,  let  pain  or  pleasure  be; 
Enough  to  know  that  we  are  serving  Thee.    Amen. 

tRev.    J.   W.   Chadwick. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  333 


284 

Patsrnostpr    or   Clare    Market.  11.10.1). 

EVER  look  up;  it  is  wiser  and  better 

Aye  to  be  ^opeful  than  once  to  despair; 
Fling  far  the  sad  load  of  doubt's  heavy  fetter, 

Break  off  the  spell  of  tyrannous  care. 
Ever  look  up,  or  the  burden  may  sink  you — 

Justice  and  wisdom  have  mingled  your  cup; 
And  in  all  trials  and  troubles  bethink  you 

Life's  noblest  watchword  is:   "Ever  look  up  !" 

Ever  look  up;  there  are  chances  and  changes 

Helping  the  hopeful,  a  hundred  to  one. 
And  through  the  chaos  the  Great  Law  arranges 

Ever  success,  if  you'll  only  hope  on. 
Ever  look  up,  for  the  wisest  is  boldest 

Knowing  that  justice  has  mingled  his  cup; 
And  of  all  maxims  the  best  and  the  oldest 

Is  the  stout  watchword  of  "Ever  look  up  !" 

Ever  look  up,  though  the  cannon  may  rattle 

Or  the  full  thunder-cloud  over  you  burst; 
Stand  like  a  rock,  and  the  storm  or  the  battle 

Little  shall  harm  you,  though  doing  their  worst. 
Ever  look  up;  if  adversity  presses 

God's  loving  Wisdom  has  mingled  your  cup. 
And  the  best  counsel  in  all  your  distresses 

Is  His  true  watchword  of  *  'Ever  look  up  ! "    Amen. 

JAnon. 

The   tune    "Re.sfiio"     ran    be   ii-^od    for    this    hymn    if    tho    last    two 
lines   be   repeated. 


?,U  GENERAL  HYMNS 


285 

St.   Agnes   or   Loiulnn    Xcw  .  CM. 

FAIR  are  the  feet  that  bring  the  news 

Of  gladness  unto  me; 
How  many  messengers  God  hath 

If  we  had  eyes  to  see  ! 

Thine  Angels  speak,  hut  still  must  we 

The  hearing  ear  bestow; 
They  smite  the  rock,  but  our  own  lips 

Must  stoop  to  drink  the  flow. 

Lo  !  all  things  are  Thine  Angels,  Lord, 
That  bring  my  God  to  me; 

0  for  the  ears  to  hear  their  word, 
O  for  the  eyes  to  see  ! 

In  all  the  world  I've  found  but  Thee, 
Where'er  my  feet  have  trod; 

1  see  my  God  in  everything, 
And  evei-ything  in  God. 

To   Father,    Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  Whom  we  adore. 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore.    Amen. 

John    Mason    (2   verses   added), 

286 

Faith.  8s.    (six    lines), 

FAITH  of  our  Fathers,  living  still. 
In  spite  of  dungeon,  fire  and  sword. 

0  how  our  hearts  beat  high  with  joy 
Whene'er  they  hear  that  glorious  word  ! 

Faith   of  our  Fathers,   holy  Faith, 

We  will  be  true  to  thee  till  death  ! 


GENERAL  HYMNS  335 


Our  fathers,  chained  in  prisons  dark, 
Were  still  in  heart  and  conscience  free; 

Their  sufferings  won  this  hoon  for  us, 
That  we  may  freely  live  for  thee. 

Faith  of  our  Fathers,  holy  Faith, 

We  will  be  true  to  thee  till  death  ! 

Faith  of  our  Fathers,  Christ's  great  power 

Will  soon  all  nations  win  to  thee, 
And  through  the  truth  that  comes  from  God 

The  world  shall  then  indeed  be  free. 
Faith  of  our  Fathers,  holy  Faith, 
We  will  be  true  to  thee  till  death. 

Faith  of  our  Fathers,  we  will  love 
Both  friend  and  foe  in  all  our  strife, 

And  preach  thee  too,  as  love  knows  how, 
By  kindly  words  and  virtuous  life; 

Faith  of  our  Fathers,  holy  Faith, 

We  will  be  true  to  thee  till  death. 

Faith   of  our  Fathers,  Faith   of  God, 
The  Three  in  One,  the  One  in  Three, 

The  Father,   Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 
To  Whom  all  glory  ever  be, 

Faith  of  our  Fathers,  holy  Faith, 

We  will  be  true  to  thee  till  death.    Amen. 

$Rev.   F.   W.    Faber, 


Repeat    the    last    line    of    each    verso    very    softly. 


3H6  (iKXEKAL  HYMNS 


287 

Salutas.  P.M. 

FAR  out  on  the  desolate  billow 

The  sailor  sails  the  sea; 
Alone  in  the  night  and  the  tempest 

Where  countless  dangers  be. 

Yet  never  alone  is  Christ's  pilgrim, 
Never  away  from  His  care, 

For  God  is  a  Friend  unfailing, 
And  God  is  everywhere. 

Far  down  in  the  earth's  dark  "bosom 

The  miner  mines  the  ore; 
Death  lurks  in  the  dark  behind  him, 

And  hides  in  the  rock  before. 
Yet  never,  etc. 

Forth  into  the  terrible  battle 

The  steadfast  soldier  goes; 
No  friend,  when  he  lies  a-dying, 

Is  near  his  eyes  to  close. 
Yet  never,  etc. 

Lord,   grant  as  we  sail  life's  ocean, 

Or  delve  in  its  mines  of  woe. 
Or  fight  in  its  strenuous  conflict 

This  comfort  all  to  know — 

That  never,  etc.    Amen. 

jRossiter    W.    Raymond. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  337 


288 

Moscow.  6  6.4.6  6  6.4. 

FATHER  of  heaven  above 
Dwelling  in  light  and  love, 

Ancient  of  days, 
Light  unapproachable, 
Love  inexpressible, 
Thee,  the  Invisible, 

Laud  we  and  praise. 

Christ  the  eternal  Word, 
Christ  the  incarnate  Lord, 

Master  of  all, 
High  throned  above  all  height, 
God  of  God,  Light  of  Light, 
Incarnate,  infinite, 

On  Thee  we  call. 

O  God  the  Holy  Ghost, 
Whose  fires  of  Pentecost 

Burn  evermore, 
In  this  far  wilderness 
Leave  us  not  comfortless; 
Thee  we  love,  Thee  we  bless, 

Thee  we  adore. 

Strike  your  harps,   heavenly  Powers; 
With  your  glad  chant  shall  ours 

Joyous  ascend. 
All  praise,  O  God,  to  Thee, 
Three  in  One,  One  in  Three, 
Praise  everlastingly 

World   without   end.      Amen. 

tBp.  E.   H.   Bickersteth. 


338  GENERAL  HYMNS 


289 

St.    Anthony  or   St.   Agnes.  CM. 

FATHER  !  the  sweetest,  dearest  Name 

That  men  or  Angels  know; 
Fountain  of  Life,  that  had  no  fount 

From  which  Itself  could  flow  ! 

Lost  in  Thy  greatness,  Lord,  we  seem 

As  in  some  gorgeous  maze; 
Thy   sea  of  unbeginning  Light 

Blinds  us,   and  yet  we  gaze. 

Mere  worldly  wisdom  graspeth  naught 

In  such  immensity; 
Eternity  is  but  a  thought 

By  which  we  think  of  Thee. 

O  Name,  all  other  names  above, 

What  art  Thou  not  to  me 
Now  I  have  learnt  to  trust  Thy  Love 

And  cast  my  care  on  Thee? 

What  is  our  being  but  a  cry, 

A  restless  longing  still. 
Which  Thou  alone  canst  satisfy, 

Alone  Thy  fullness  fill? 

The  thought  of  Thee  all  sorrow  calms, 

Our  anxious  burdens  fall; 
His  crosses  turn  to  triumph-palms 

Who  finds  in  Thee  his  all. 

Father  of  Love,  all  praise  to  Thee 

And  to  Thy  glorious  Son; 
All  praise  to  Thee,  O  Holy  Ghost, 

Eternal  Three  in  One.    Amen. 

tRev.   F.   W.   Faber. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  339 


290 

-entide.  10s. 

FATHER,  Thy  wonders  do  not  singly  stand — 
Not  far  removed  where  feet  have  seldom  strayed; 

Around  us  ever  lies  the  enchanted  land, 
In  marvels  rich  to  Thine  own  sons  displayed. 

In  finding  Thee  are  all  things  round  us  found; 

In  losing  Thee  are  all  things  lost  beside; 
Ears  have  we,  but  in  vain  sweet  voices  sound. 

And  to  our  eyes  the  vision  is  denied. 

Open  our  eyes  that  we  that  world  may  see, 
Open  our  ears  that  we  Thy  voice  may  hear. 

In  that  enchanted  land  may  ever  be, 
And  feel  Thy  presence  with  us  always  near. 

O  Thou  in  Whom  Thy  worlds  for  ever  live 
All  things  around  us  share  Thy  life  divine; 

All  praise  and  worship  to  Thy  Name  we  give, 
Father  and  Son  and  Holy  Ghost  benign.    Amen. 

Jones    Vfvy 


291 

Tross    of    JpRus.  8  8  8. 

FATHER,  Who  on  man  dost  shower 
Gifts   of   plenty   from  Thy   dower, 
To  Thy  people  give  the  power 
All  Thy  gifts  to  use  aright. 

Give  pure  happiness  in  leisure. 
Temperance  in  every  pleasure, 
Holy  use  of  earthly   treasure. 
Bodies  clear  and  spirit  bright. 


340  GENERAL  HYMXR 


Lift  from  this  and  every  nation 

All  that  brings  ns  degradation; 

Quell  the  forces  of  temptation; 

Put  Thine  enemies  to  flight. 

Be  with  us,  Thy  strength  supplying. 
That  with  energy  undying, 
Every  foe  of  man  defying, 
We  may  rally  to  the  fight. 

Thou  who  art  our  Captain  ever 
Lead  us  on  to  great  endeavour; 
From  all  evil  may  we  sever; 
Give  us  wisdom,  courage,  might. 

Father,  Who  hast  sought  and  found  us. 
Son  of  God,  Whose  Love  has  bound  us. 
Holy  Ghost,  within  us,  round  us, 
Hear  us.  Godhead  infinite.    Amen. 

Rev.    Percy    Dearmer 

292 

Nearer  home*  D..S.M. 

"FOR  ever  with  the  Lord  !" 

Amen;   so  let  it  be; 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 

'Tis  immortality. 
Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Still  in  His  care  I  roam, 
Yet  nightly  pitch   my  moving  tent 

A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

Hearken  !  at  mom  and  even, 

At  noon  and  midnight  hour, 
The  choral  harmonies   of  heaven 

Earth's  Babel  tongues  o'erpower. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  341 


I  know  full  well  that  He, 

Remembered  or  forgot. 
My  Lord  is  never  far  from  me. 

Though  I  perceive  Him  not. 

All  that  I  am,  have  been, 

All  that  I  yet  may  be, 
He  sees  at  once,  as  He  hath  seen, 

And  shall  for  ever  see. 
Knowing  as  I  am  known, 

How  shall  I  love  that  word, 
And  oft  repeat  before  the  Throne, 

"For  ever  with  the  Lord!" 

'Tor  ever  with  the  Lord  !'• 

Father,  if   'tis  Thy  Will, 
The  promise  of  that  faithful  word 

Even  here  to  me  fulfil. 
Be  Thou  at  my  right  hand. 

Then  can  I  never  fall; 
Uphold  Thou  me,  and  I  shall  stand. 

Fight,  and  I  must  prevail. 

So  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  veil  in  twain, 
By  death  I  shall  escape  from  death. 

And  life  eternal  gain. 
That  resurrection-word. 

That  shout  of  victory, 
I  sing  "For  ever  with  the  Lord;" 

Amen,  so  let  it  be  !"     Amen. 


tRev.    J.    Montgomery. 


342  GENERAL  HYMNS 


293 

Dix.  "is.    (six   lines). 

FOR  the  beauty  of  the  earth, 

For  the  glory  of  the  skies; 
For  the  Love  which  from  our  hirth 

Over  and  around  us  lies. 
Lord  of  all.  to  Thee  we  raise. 
This  our  grateful  song  of  praise. 

For  the  wonder  of  each  hour, 

Of  the  day  and  of  the  night; 
Hill  and  vale,  and  tree  and  flower. 

Sun  and  moon  and  stars  of  light, 
Lord  of  all,  to  Thee  we  raise, 
This   our  grateful  song  of  praise. 

For  the  joy  of  ear  and  eye. 

For  the  heart  and  mind's  delight, 
For  the   mystic   harmony 

Linking  sense  to  sound  and  sight, 
Lord  of  all,  to  Thee  we  raise 
This  our  grateful  song  of  praise. 

For  the  joy  of  human  love, 

Brother,   sister,   parent,    child. 
Friends   on  earth   and  friends  above. 

For  all  gentle  thoughts  and  mild, 
Lord  of  all.  to  Thee  we  raise 
This  our   grateful  song   of  praise. 

For  each  perfect  gift  of  Thine 

To  our  race   so   freely   given, 
Graces  human  and  Divine, 

Flowers  of  earth  and  buds  of  Heaven, 
Lord  of  all,  to  Thee  we  raise 
This  our  grateful  song  of  praise. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  343 


For  Thy  Church  that  evermore 

Lifteth  holy  hands  above, 
Offering  up  on  every  shore 

Her  pure  sacrifice  of  love, 
Lord  of  all,  to  Thee  we  raise, 
This  our  grateful  song  of  praise.     Amen. 

tP.    S.    Pierpoint. 

294 

Kwing.  7.6.D. 

FULL  many  a  sainted  poet 

In  songs  both  new  and  old 
Hath  hymned  the  Heavenly  City 

With  streets  of  burning  gold. 
Whose  gates  of  pearl  are  gleaming 

Beside  the  sapphire  sea, 
Where  Saints  shall  rest  for  ever, 

From  toil  and  sorrow  free, 

'Tis  but  a  lovely  symbol; 

The  truth  is  grander  far, 
For  each  true-hearted  helper 

Shall  shine  as  doth  the  Star, 
Not  prisoned  in  a  City, 

Lapped  in  ignoble  rest, 
But  filled  with  fiery  vigour 

To  do  God's  grand  behest. 

Ranging  the  solar  system 

To  carry  out  His  Will, 
A  mighty  sovereign  spirit — 

His  humble  servant  still. 
The  Father's  face  beholding 

Where'er  the  work  may  be; 
Forever  in  His  presence. 

Close  linked,  yet  wholly  free. 


344  GENERAL  HYMNiS 

Yet  true  it  is  most  surely, 

That  symbolism  of  old, 
Forthslio-wiiig  joy  and  calmness, 

And  blessedness  untold. 
'Tis  not   surcease  from  action. 

But  rest  from  earthly  care. 
From  pain,  fatigue  and  trouble; 

These  cannot  enter  there. 

That   higher   life   is    glorious 

Beyond  all  human  thought, 
For  there  stands  Christ  our  Captain, 

Who  hath   such  wonders  wrought. 
The  Crown  He  is  to  guerdon, 

The  Buckler  to  protect. 
And  He  Himself  the   Mansion, 

And  He  the  Architect. 

Thou  hast  no  shore,  fair  ocean; 

Thou  hast  no  time,  bright  day; 
Dear   fountain  of   refreshment 

To  pilgrims  on  the  way. 
'Midst  power  that  knows  no  limit, 

Where  wisdom  has  no  bound. 
The  Beatific  Vision 

Shall  glad  the  Saints  around. 

No  human  words  describe  it. 

That  country  of  our  God. 
Not  vague   and  in  the   distance — 

Here  where  our  feet  have  trod. 
If  but  our  eyes  were  opened 

Then  must  we  straight  avow 
That  heaven  is  all  around  us, 

That  Christ  is  with  us  now. 


GENERAL   HYMNS  345 


O  Father,  throned  in  splendour, 

O  co-eternal  Son, 
O  ever-radiant  Spirit, 

Transcendent  Three  in  One. 
We  give  Thee  praise  and  glory, 

And  humbly  pray  that  we 
May  in  Thine  own  due  season 

Open  our  eyes  and  see.     Amen. 

Based  upon  Bernard  de  Morlaix    (tr.  by  Dr.  J.  M.   Neale),   12   lines 

from  him,  the  rest  by  C.W.Ij. 

295 

Consolation    or    St.    Agnes    (Langran).  10s. 

GATHER  us  in,  Thou  Love  that  fillest  all, 
Gather  our  rival  faiths  within  Thy  fold; 

Rend  each  man's  temple's  veil,  and  hid  it  fall 
That  we  may  know  that  Thou  hast  heen  of  old. 

Gather  us  in;  we  worship  only  Thee; 

In  varied  names  we  stretch  a  common  hand; 
In  diverse  forms  a  common  soul  we  see; 

In  many  ships  we  seek  one  spirit-land. 

Thine  is  the  mystic  life  great  India  craves, 

Thine  is  the  Parsi's  purifying  beam, 
Thine  is  the  Buddhist's  rest  from  tossing  waves, 

Thine  is  the  empire  of  vast  China's  dream. 

Thine  is  the  Roman's  strength  without  his  pride. 

Thine  is  the  Greek's  glad  world  without  its  slaves. 
Thine  is  Judaea's  law  with  love  beside. 

Truth  that  enlightens,  charity  that  saves. 


346  OEXERAL  HOINS 


Each  sees  oue  colour  of  Thy  rainbow  light. 

Each  looks  upon  one  tint  and  calls  it  heaven. 
Thou  art  the  fullness  of  our  partial  sight; 

We  axe  not  perfect  till  we  find  the  seven. 

Some  seek  a  Father  in  the  heavens  above; 

Some  ask  a  human  image  to  adore; 
Some  crave  a  spirit  vast  as  life  and,  love; 

Within  Thy  mansions  we  have  all  and  more. 

O   glorious   Triune  God,   embracing   all, 

By  many  Paths  do  men  approach  Thy  Throne; 

All  Paths  are  Thine;   Thou  hearest  every  call; 
Each  earnest  seeker  has  Thee  for  his  own.    Amen. 

tRev.    G.     Matheson. 

296 


Lewes    or    Regent   >Square. 

GLORY  be,  in  earth  and  heaven, 
Unto  God.  the  Three  in  One. 

Life  by  Whom  all  life  is  given, 
Never  ending,  unbegun. 

Praise   the  mighty   Spirits   Seven. 
Lamps  of  fire  before  His  throne. 

Let  our  praise,  still  heavenward  soaring, 
Hymn  the  Angels  of  the  Face, 

Who.   with   open   eyes  adoring. 
Stand  within  the  Holy   Place, 

Down  to  dimmer  worlds  outpouring 
Living  light  and  streams  of  grace. 

Praise  we,   too,   the  strong  defenders 
Of  our  earth,  the  Ancient  Four, 


GENERAL  HYMNS  347 

Guardians  of  the  Law  that  renders 

Fruit  as  each  man  sowed  before, 
Those   whose   archangelic  splendours 

Burn  and  shine  for  evermore. 

Praise  we  all  the  radiant  legions, 

Heavenly  hosts  in   vast   array, 
Flashing  through  ethereal  regions. 

Bright  their  worlds,  but  brighter  they, 
Ever  rendering  swift  allegiance 

To  His  will,  Whom  all  obey. 

Praise  to  Christ  in  every  nation, 

Light  of  Light,  and  God  of  God, 
Captain  of  the  world's   salvation, 

Who  the  Path  of  Victory  trod, 
And,  in  Manliood's  consummation, 

Triumphed  here  on  earthly  sod. 

Christ,  the  Word  of  Wisdom,  thrilling 
Souls  perplexed  that  seek  and  sigh, 

Christ,  the  Word  of  Peace,  instilling 
Calm  in  them  that  fret  and  cry, 

Christ,  the  Word  of  Life,  fulfilling 
Souls  of  men  who  shall  not  die. 

Praise  from  men  and  hosts  supernal, 

Unto  God,  the  One  in  Three, 
Light  undimmed  by  shades  nocturnal,  • 

Fount  of  Immortality. 
Honour,   glory,   laud   eternal, 

Now  from  men  and  Angels  be.    Amen. 

Rev.    0.    W.    Scott-Moncrieff, 


348  GENERAL  HYMNS 


297 

Sicilian   Mariners.  8.7.8.7. 

GOD  is  love;  His  glory  brightens 
All  the  paths  in  which  we  rove; 

Bliss  He  wakes  and  woe  He  lightens; 
God  is  wisdom.  God  is  love. 

Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever; 

Man  decays  and  ages  move, 
But  His  glory  waneth  never; 

God  is  wisdom.   God  is  love. 

E'en  the  hour   that   darkest   seemeth 
Will  His  changeless  goodness  prove; 

From  the  mist  His  brightness  streameth; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and   comfort  from  above; 
Everywhere  His  glory  shiueth; 

God  is  wisdom.  God  is  love. 

Holy  Son  and  holy  Father. 

Holy   Spirit,   heavenly  Dove, 
Round  Thy  Throne  all  praises  gather; 

Thou  art  Wisdom.  Thou  art  Love.     Amen. 

tSir   .John    Bowring    (A.D.    1792). 

#  298 

Evangel.  P.M. 

GOD  is  the  King  of  Glory; 

He  shineth  from  afar, 
He  writes  the  glowing  story 

Of  sun  and  moon  and  star. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  349 


He  is  the  grand  Creator 

Of  e^irth  and  sea  and  sky; 
He  the  superb  Dictator 
Through  all  eternity. 

He  is  the  King  of  Glory, 
He  is  the  King  of  Glory, 
He  is  the  King  of  Glory, 
And  He  the  King  of  Love. 

Son  of  the  Father  holy, 

O    Christ   the   Prince  of  Peace, 
Thou  who  in  vesture  lowly 

Hast  wrought  the  world's  release. 
Angels   how  down   before   Thee 

Thy  praises  ever  sing; 
We  too.   Thy  Church,  adore  Thee, 
And  loving  worship  bring. 

Thou  art  the  King  of  Glory, 
Thou  art  the  King  of  Glory, 
Thou  art  the  King  of  Glory, 
And  Thou  the  King  of  Love. 

Spirit  of  Truth  and  Beauty 

Who  makest   darkness   light, 
Who  show' St  the  path  of  duty, 

And  guidest  us  aright; 
Spirit  of  Power  and  Pureness, 

Of  sympathy  and  Love, 
O  stablish  us  in  sureness 

In  Wisdom  from  above. 

Thou    art   the   King,  etc. 

Triune  all-wise  Defender, 

We  bow  before  Thy  Face; 
Hail,  Mystery  of  Splendour, 

Monarch  of  radiant  Space  ! 


350  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Father  and  Son  supernal. 

Blest  Spirit,   with   Them   One, 
To  Thee  be  praise  eternal 
From  all  beneath  the   sun. 

Thou  art  the  King.  etc.     Amen. 

C.w.L. 

299 

Benson.  P.M. 

GOD  is  working  His  purpose  out  as  year  succeeds  to  year, 
God  is  working  His  purpose  out,  and  the  time  is  drawing 

near; 
Nearer    and    nearer    draws    the  time,  the  time    that    shall 

surely  be, 
When   the    earth   shall   be   filled  with  the   glory  of   God  as 

the  waters  cover  the  sea. 

From  utmost  east  to  utmost  west,  wherever  man's  foot  hath 

trod, 
By  the  mouth  of  many  messengers  is  taught  the  Law  of  God. 
Shake  yourselves  free  from  the  chains  of  sin,  from  hate  and 

lust  be  free. 
That  the  earth  may  be  filled  with  the  glory  of  God  as  the 

waters  cover  the  sea. 

What    can   we    do    to    work    God's   work,  to    prosper    and 

increase 
The   brotherhood  of  all   mankind,   the   reign   of   love     and 

peace? 
What  can  we  do  to  hasten  the  time,  the  time  that    shall 

surely  be, 
When  the  earth  shall  be  filled  with  the  glory  of  God  as  the 

waters  cover  the  sea? 


GENERAL  HYMNS  351 

March  we  forth  in  the  strength  of  God  with  the  banner  of 

truth  unfurled, 
That  the  light  of  Power  and  Wisdom  and  Love  may  shine 

throughout  the  world. 
Fight  we  the  fight  with  sorrow  and  sin,  to  set  their  captives 

free, 
That  the  earth  may  he  filled  with  the  glory  of  God  as  the 

waters  cover  the  sea. 

God  builds  the  mighty  edifice,  yet  every  child  of  man 

By  loving  thought  and  word   and  deed  may  help  in    that 

glorious  plan, 
And  nearer  and  nearer  bring  the  time,  the  time  that  shall 

surely  be, 
When  the  earth  shall  be  filled  with  the  glory  of  God  as  the 

waters  cover  the  sea.     Amen. 

tA.    C.    Ainger, 

300 

Prospect.  D.C.M. 

GOD  make  my  life  a  little  light 

Within  the  world  to  glow, 
A  little  flame  that  bumeth  bright 
Wherever  I  may  go. 

O  Father,  we  Thy  children  are; 

Do  Thou  our  footsteps  guide; 
We  walk  in  peace  and  safe  from  care 
While  keeping  at  Thy  side. 

God  make  my  life  a  little  flower 

That  giveth  joy  to  all, 
Content  to  bloom  In  native  bower 

Although  the  place  be  small. 
O  Father,  etc. 


GENERAL  HYMNS 


God  make  my  life  a  little  song 

That  comforteth  the  sad. 
That  helpeth  others  to  he  strong, 

And  makes  my  comrades  glad. 
O  Father,  etc. 

God  make  my  life  a  little  staff 

Whereon  the  weak  may  rest, 
That  so  what  health  and  strength  I  have 

May   serve   my  neighbours  hest. 
O  Father,  etc.    Amen. 

^Matilda    Betham-Edwards.      (Refrain    added.) 
By   permission    of    W.    Garrett    Horder. 

301 

London    New.  CM. 

k 

GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 

His  wonders  to  perform; 
He  plants  His  footsteps  in  the  sea. 

And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

Deep   in  unfathomable  mines 

Of   never-failing  skill. 
He   treasures  up  His   bright  designs. 

And  works  His  sovereign  Will. 

Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 

In  blessings  on  your  head. 

Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  Him  for  His  grace; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 

He  hides  a  smiling  face. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  35a 

Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  His  work  in  vain; 
God  is  His  own  interpreter, 

And  He  will  make  it  plain. 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,   as  it  was,   is  now. 

And  shall  be  evermore.     Amen. 

William   Cowper. 

302 

Capetown    or   Charity.  7  7  IJu 

GOD  of  Love,  O  let  Thy  light 
Bless  our  dim  and  blinded  sight; 
Like  the  day-spring  on  the  night, 
Bid  Thy  Love  to  shine. 

To  all  nations  every  day 
That   eternal  Love  display; 
Let  Thy  truth  direct  their  way 
Till  the  world  be   Thine. 

Praise  to  Thee,  the  faithful  Lord; 
Let  all  tongues  in  glad  accord 
Learn  the  good  thanksgiving  word, 
Ever  praising  Thee. 

Let  them,  moved  to  gladness,  sing, 
Owning   Thee  their  Lord   and  King; 
Righteous  truth  shall  bloom  and  spring 
Where  Thy  rule  shall  be. 

Praise  to  Thee,  all  faithful  Lord; 
Let  all  tongues  in  glad  accord 
Speak   the   good  thanksgiving   word. 
Heart-rejoicing  praise. 


OENERAL  HYMNS 


So  the  fruitful  earth's  increase 
Bounty   of  the  God  of  peace, 
Never  in  its  course  shall  cease 
Through  the  length  of  days; 

While  Thy  Love  our  life  shall  cheer, 
Furthest  lands  shall  hold  Thee  dear, 
Brought  to  Thee  in  worship  near. 
Taught  Thy  wondrous  ways. 

To  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One. 
While  unending   ages   run 

Sing  we  love  and  praise.     Amen. 

tE.    Chiirton. 

303 

The    soldier    keeps    his    wakeful    watch.  P.M. 

GOD  of  the  granite  and  the  rose  ! 

Soul  of  the  sparrow  and  the  bee  ! 
The  mighty  tide  of  heing  flows 

Through  countless  channels.  Lord,  from  Thee. 
It  leaps  to  life  in  grass  and  flowers, 

Through  every  grade  of  being  runs, 
Till  from  creation's  splendid  radiant  towers 

Its  glory  flameth  out  in  stars  and  suns. 

O  ye  who  sit  and  gaze  on  life 

With  folded  hand's  and  fettered  will, 
Who  only  see  amid  the  strife. 

The  dark  supremacy  of  ill, 
Know  that,  like  birds,  and  streams,  and  flowers, 

The  life  that  moves  you  is  divine  ! 
Nor  time,  nor  space,  nor  puny  human  powers, 

Your  mighty  God-like  spirit  can  confine. 


GENEEAL  HYMNS  355 


God  of  the  granite  and  the  rose  ! 

Soul  of  the  sparrow  and  the  hee  ! 
The  mighty  tide  of  being  flows 

Through  all  Thy  creatures  hack  to  Thee. 
Thus  round  and  round  the  circle  runs, 

A  mighty  sea  without  a  shore, 
While  men  and  Angels,  glorious  stars  and  suns, 

Unite  to  bless  and  praise  Thee  evermore.    Amen. 

JLizziu    Dotou. 

304 

Katisbou    or    Dix.  7s.    (six    lines). 

GOD  of  wisdom,  God  of  grace, 
Show  the  brightness  of  Thy  Face; 
Christ  our  Lord,  upon  us  shine, 
Fill  Thy  Church  with  light  Divine; 
And  Thy  saving  health  extend 
Unto  earth's  remotest  end. 

Let  the  people  praise  Thee,  Lord; 
Be  by  all  that  live  adored; 
Let  the  nations  shout  and  sing 
Glory  to  their  Lord  and  King; 
At  Thy  feet  their  tribute  pay, 
And  Thy  holy  Will  obey. 

Let  the  people  praise  Thee,  Lord; 

Earth  shall  then  her  fruits  afford; 

God  to  man  His  blessing  give, 

Man  to  God  devoted  live; 

All  below,  and  all  above, 

One  in  joy,  and  light,  and  love. 


856  GENEKAL  HYMNS 

Unto  God's  great  Name  we  raise 
Hymns  of  glory,  songs  of  praise: 
To  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  the  Spirit,   Three  in   One, 
Honour,  might,  and  glory  be 
Now,  and  through  eternity.    Amen. 

tRev.    H.    F.   Lyte. 

305 

Mill    Lane  or    any    Litany.  -7  7  7.6. 

GOD  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One; 
Life  unending,  unbegun, 

We  Thy  creatures  praise  Thee. 

Light  of  Light.  Whom  blind  men  slew, 
Christ,  the  Faithful  and  the  True; 
Christ,  Who  makest  all  things  new, 
Come,  O  Lord,  and  help  us. 

Come  to  end  the  reign  of  wrong; 
Come  !  Thy  Church  hath  waited  long; 
Hear,  O  hear,  our  Advent  song; 
Come,  O  Lord,  and  help  us. 

God    and  Brother,  Master,  Friend, 
Love,  Who  all  dost  comprehend. 
Ever  with  us  till  the  end. 
Come,  O  Lord,  and  help  us. 

Call  to  Thee  a  whole  world's  needs; 
Struggling  nations,  shaken  creeds; 
Swift  the  age  to  ending  speeds; 
Come,  O  Lord,  and  help  us. 


i 


GENERAL  HYMN8 337 

Truth  Thou  art;  for  light  we  cry; 
Power;  Thy  weak  ones  helpless  sigh; 
Love;  for  lack  of  love  men  die; 
Come,  O  Lord,  and  help  us. 

Clouds  of  deepening  darkness  lour, 
Draweth  nigh  Thy  trysted  hour; 
Come,  O  Love,  O  Truth,  O  Power; 
Come  again,  and  help  us. 

Wake  !  rejoice  !  no  clouds  can  hide 
Beacons  burning,  far  and  wide; 
Watchers  call  on  every  side, 
"Comes  the  Lord  to  help  us." 

What  though  men's  hearts  fail  for  fear? 
Holding  fast  His  words  of  cheer, 
Lift  your  heads  !    The  Lord  is  near. 
Christ  will  come  to  help  us.    Amen. 

Rev.    C.    W.    .Scott-Moncrieff. 

306 

Angelus.  L-M. 

GOD'S  children  journey  to  His  Feet 
By  many  a  long  and  devious  way, 

But  by  whatever  Path  they  come 
He  is  beside  them  night  and  day. 

For  all  the  Paths  wind  up  the  Mount, 
And  there  is  many  a  golden  stair; 

Some  climb  by  service,  some  by  thought, 
Some  by  devotion  and  by  prayer. 

And  there  are  roads  which  some  despise. 

Calling  them  evil  ways  to  take; 
Yet  God  condemns  them  not,  but  calls 

All  His  if  trodden  for  His  sake. 


358  GENEEAL  HYMNS 

And  there  are  some  who  love  Him  well, 
Yet  know  not  it  is  He  they  love; 

He  tends  the  holy  fire  within 
And  draws  them  to  the  heights  above. 

And  there  are  those  who  love  Him  best, 
Who  know  Him  in  the  dark  abyss; 

They  are  so  near  to  Him  in  love 
They  live  for  ever  in  His  bliss. 

For  since  beneath  the  darkest  veils 
They  can  behold  His  shining  Face, 

They  are  His  closest,  dearest  sons, 
His  heaven-bom  children.  Lords  of  Grace. 

But  by  whatever  Path  they  come 

His  children  are  for  ever  dear; 
He  is  beside  them  all  the  way 

In  all  their  wanderings  lone  and  drear. 

For  all  the  Paths  wind  up  the  Mount, 
And  men  may  climb  by  work  or  prayer; 

But  when  they  reach  the  utmost  height 

Most  surely  all  shall  find  Him  there.    Amen. 

tMarguerite    Pollard. 

307 

Cautus    Dei.  D.C.M. 

GOD'S  music  is  about  our  way 

With  strains  of  dear  delight. 
It  lingers  through  the  live-long  day, 

And  fills  our  dreams  at  night. 
It  makes  the  sky  seem  brighter  blue, 

The  sunset  rosier  red, 
And  from  the  fragrant  morning  dew 

A  sweeter  scent  is  shed. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  359 


God's  music  fills  the  brooks  that  run, 

The  wind  that  shakes  the  tree, 
The  skylark  singing  to  the  sun, 

The  great  eternal  sea; 
The  poet's  hymn,  so  full  and  clear, 

The  organ's  rolling  strife, 
The  voices  of  His  children  dear. 

The  sweetest  song  of  life. 

God's  music  ever  springs  to  birth 

In  souls  of  purest  white, 
And  turns  the  common  things  of  earth 

To  fountains  of  delight. 
O  grant  Thy  children,  as  we  sing, 

That  through  the  ages  long 
Thy  music  in  our  hearts  may  ring 

In  one  undying  song  ! 

All  glory  to  the  Father  he, 

All  glory  to  the  Son, 
All  glory.  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee, 

While  endless  ages  run. 
Great  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three 

We  worship  and  adore, 
O  help  us  all  Thy  Face  to  see 

And  love  Thee  more  and  more.    Amen. 

H,  Ernest   Nirhol. 
Copyright ;    by    permission    of    H.    E.    Nirhol,    Charlotte    Street.     Hull. 

308 

St.    Cecilia.  fi.n.O.G. 

GOD'S  Spirit  on  us  falls 

As  dew  drops  on  a  rose. 
If  we  but,  like  the  flower, 

Our  hearts  to  Him  unclose. 


3G0  (lEXERAL  HYMNS 


Though  Christ  a  thousand  times 

In  Bethlehem  he  born, 
But  not  within  thyself, 

Thy  life  is  all  forlorn. 

And  on  the  Holy  Cross 

He  hangeth  but  in  vain, 
Unless  "Within  thy  heart 

It  be  set  up  again. 

Hold  then  !  where  wouldst  thou  flee' 

The  Kingdom  is  in  thee; 
Seeking  for  God  elsewhere, 

His  Face  thou 'It  never  see. 

How  far  from  here  to  Heaven? 

Not  far,  not  far,  my  friend; 
A  single  inward  step 

Will  all  thy  journey  end. 

Why  travel  over  seas 

To  find  what  is  so  near? 
Love  is  the   only   good; 

Love  God;  and  Heaven  is  here. 

Whate'er  thou  lovest,  man, 

That,  too,  become  thou  must — 

God.  if  thou  Ibvest  God; 
Dust,  if  thou  lovest  dust. 

Than  him  in  whom  Christ  dwells 
What  church  can  holier  be? 

He  is  a  temple  filled 
With  God's  own  majesty. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  361 


All  glory  to  the  Son 
And  to  the  Father  be, 

And  Spirit,  with  Them  One 
Through  all  eternity.     Amen. 


tAngelus  Silesius   (A.D.  1624.) 


309 

Sicilian    Mariners.  8.7.8.7. 

GRACIOUS  Power,  the  world  pervading, 

Father  of  Humanity, 
Blessing  all  and  none  upbraiding. 

We  are  met  to  worship  Thee, 

Not  in  formal   adoration, 

But  in  faith  and  charity, 
Not   with  servile  supplication, 

But  in  spirit  true  and  free. 

Not  alone  in  our  devotion 

Must  our  noblest  homage  be. 
But  in  every  act  and  motion 

Of  a  life  from  self  set  free. 

By  Thy  wisdom  mind  is  lighted, 

In  Thy  law  is  liberty. 
By    Thy  love   the    heart   excited; 

Light  and  love  all  flow  from  Thee. 

Gracious  Power,  the  world  pervading, 

Father  of  Humanity, 
Blessing  all  and  none  upbraiding, 

We   are   met   to   worship   Thee. 


362  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Laud  and  honour  to  the  Father, 

Laud  and  honour  to  the  Son, 
Laud  and  honour  to  the  Spirit, 

One  in  Thre'e,  and  Three  in  One.    Amen. 

jw.    J.   Fox. 

310 

Sawley.  CM. 

GRANT  us,  0  God  of  Peace.  Thy  calm 

While  earth's  hot  breezes  blow; 
'Tis  like  the  night-dew's  cooling  balm 

Upon  earth's  fevered  brow. 

Calm  us,  Lord  Christ,  and  keep  us  calm, 

Soft  resting  on  Thy  breast; 
That,  soothed  by  holy  hymn  and  psalm. 

Our  troubled   spirits  rest. 

O  Holy  Spirit,  keep  us  calm; 

Let  Thine   outstretched  wing 
Be  like  the  shade  of  desert  palm 

Beside   a  crystal  spring. 

Calm  in  the  time  of  buoyant  health. 

Calm  in  our  hours  of  pain; 
Calm  in  our  poverty  or  wealth, 

Calm  in  our  loss  or  gain. 

Calm  in  the   sufferance  of  wrong, 

Calm  in  the  face  of  blame, 
Calm  'mid  the  threatening,  taunting  throng 

Who  disregard  Thy  Name. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  363 

Calm  as  the  ray  of  sun  or  star, 

Which  storms  assail  in  vain; 
Moving  unruffled  through   earth's   war. 

Eternal  calm  to  gain. 

Blest  Father,   Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

O  keep  us  at  Thy  side 
That  we  may,  like  Thine  Angel  Host, 

In  perfect  calm  abide.     Amen. 

Based    on    H.    Bonar. 
By    pprmisaion    of    Tames    Nishet    &,    Co.,    Ltd. 

311 

Consolation  or  Strength  and  Stay.  11.10.11.10. 

GREAT  Architect  of  this  vast  evolution, 

Supreme  Director  of  a  wondrous  plan, 
We  thank  Thee  that  in  this  Thine  institution 

Thou  deignest  thus  to  use  the  help  of  man. 

Feeble  are  we,  yet  earnest  in  our  trying. 

Weak  in  ourselves,  yet  strong  with  strength  from  Thee: 
We  humbly  hope,  upon  Thy  word  relying 

Thy  ministers  in  this  emprise  to  be. 

May  we  be  valiant  soldiers  in  Thy  legion, 

Prompt  to  obey,  whate'er  the  order  be; 
Eager  to  labour  in  the  darkest  region 

If  we  may  win  one  new  recruit  for  Thee. 

May  we  be  workers,  tireless,  patient,  loyal, 

Striving  with  zeal  to  earn  Thy  promised  fee — 

That  one  reward,  of  all  rewards  most  royal — 
The  privilege  of  further  work  for  Thee. 


364  GENERAL  HYMNS 


We  would  be  bearers  of  Thy  shining  standard, 
To  hold  it  high  in  this  censorious  world, 

Keen  to  defend  those  whom  that  world  hath  slandered, 
Befriending  them  when  poisoned  darts  are  hurled. 

The  earth  is  dark;  we  would  bring  lamps  to  light  it — 
The  lamps  of  truth,  of  love,  of  kindly  thought; 

We  would  illume  the  hearts  of  men  benighted 
By  telling  them  the  wonders  Thou  hast  wrought. 

O  King  and  Father,  we  are  Thine  for  ever; 

We  bless  Thee,  serve  Thee,  trust  Thee  utterly; 
Unskilled,  inept,   is  e'en   our   best   endeavour. 

Yet  Thou  wilt  use  it  for  its  love  to  Thee. 

Upon  us  rest  the  peace  of  God  the  Father; 

Within  us  dwell  the  peace  of  God  the  Son  , 
And  o'er  us  brood  the  peace  of  God  the  Spirit, 

Forever  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One.     Amen. 

C.W.L. 

312 

Salutas.  9.8.9.8. 

GREAT  Master.  Whose  Name  is  the  Healer, 

O  enter  this  poor  heart  of  mine 
And  make  it  for  ever  Thy  dwelling, 

A  home  wherein  all  things  are  Thine. 
O  Son  of  the  Father  eternal, 

Be  with  me.  a  Friend  and  a  Guest; 
Abide  in  Thine  own  human  mansion, 

Its  Joy  and  its  Hope  and  its  Rest. 

Leave  in  me  no  darkness  unlighted, 
Unwarmed  by  Thy  Truth's  holy  fire; 

No  thought  which  Thou  canst  not  inhabit. 
No  purpose  Thou  dost  not  inspire. 


GENEEAL  HYMNS  365 


Shut  in  Into  silence,  my  midnight 

Is  dawn  if  Thy  Presence  I  see; 
When  I  open  my  doors  to  Thy  coming, 

Lo  !  all  things  are  radiant  with  Thee. 

O  what  is  so  sweet  as  to  love  Thee, 

And  live  with  Thee  always  in  sight? 
Lord,  enter  this  house  of  my  being, 

And  fill  every  room  with  Thy  Light  ! 
All  honour  and  praise  to  the  Father, 

All  honour  and  praise  to  the  Son, 
All  honour  and  praise  to  the   Spirit, 

The  Three  Who  forever  are  One  !    Amen. 

tLucy    Larcom. 

313 

Southwftll.  CM. 

HAIL,  Father,  Whose  creating  call 

Unnumbered  worlds  attend; 
Who  art  in  all  and  over  all, 

Thyself  both  Source   and  End; 

In   light  unsearchable  enthroned. 

Whom  Angels  dimly  see, 
The  Fountain  of  the  Godhead  owned, 

First-named  among  the  Three. 

From  Thee,  through  an  eternal  Now, 

Springs  Thy  co-equal  Son; 
An   everlasting  Father  Thou, 

Ere  time  began  to  run. 

Not  all  unveiled  in  worlds  above, 

Not  all  on  earth  concealed, 
By  wondrous,  unexhausted  love 

To  mortal  man    revealed; 


3G()  TrEXERAL  TIYMN8 

When  Nature's  outworn  robe  shall  he 

Exchanged  for  new  attire; 
And  earth,  which  rose  at  Thy  decree. 

Dissolve  before  Thy  fire; 

Thy  praise,  O  God,  shall  still  be  heard 

Through   ages  without  end. 
Whom  none  but  Thine  essential  Word 

And  Spirit  comprehend.      Amen. 

tRpv.    S.    Wesley. 

314 

Yield  not.  lis.    (with  refrain). 

HAIL,  holy  World-Teacher,  our  Master  and  Lord  ! 
Strength  coming  to  help  us.  Life  freely  outpoured, 
Health  driving  out  sickness,  Air  giving  us  breath, 
Light  shining  in  darkness.  Love  stronger  than  death. 

Hail,  great  Master  of  Masters  ! 

Strength   and   Wisdom   and   Beauty  ! 

Let  all  nations  acclaim  Thee.  King  of  Bliss  and  of  Love  ! 

Shield  warding  off  error.  Peace  deep  as  the  sea, 
Rock  firm  to  support  us,  who  stronger  than  He? 
Star  heralding  morning.   Fire  glowing   above. 
Sun  ruling  our  system.  Heart  burning  with  love. 
Hail,  great  Master,  etc. 

Truth  vanquishing  falsehood,  earth's  sorrow  and  pain, 
Keen  Sword  of  the  Spirit,  swift  cleaving  our  chain, 
Spear   of  the   Almighty,  fast  piercing   pretence, 
Sure  Comfort  in  sadness,  in  weakness  Defence. 
Hall,  great  Master,  etc. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  367 


High  Priest  of  the  Highest,  fulfilling  His  Will, 
One  with  Him  in  essence,  more  mystical  still; 
Prince,   Teacher   of  Angels,  true  Bishop  benign, 
Our  hearts  lie  before  Thee;  O  take  them  for  Thine  I 
Hail,   great   Master,  etc.     Amen. 


C.W.L. 


Austria. 


315 

HAPPY  they  who  are  not  weary 

Of  this  life's  perpetual  round. 
Who  at  each  fresh  task  and  duty 

Feel  their  powers  in  gladness  bound; 
Who  are  bent  on  winning  knowledge, 

Bent  on  living  true  and  high, 
Bent  on  some  good  work  achieving. 

Serving  men  before  they  die. 

Voices  from  behind,  before  us, 

From  within  and  round  us  roll. 
Firm  to  truth  and  love,  and  loyal 

Be  with  lip  and  hand  and  soul. 
O  !  what  triumphs  are  before  us 

As  the  years  and  ages  move  ! 
Error  banished  by  true  knowledge, 

Coldness  by  the  breath  of  love. 

Noble  thought  becoming  freer, 

Uttered  whole  in  word  and  deed, 
Bigotry  and  thraldom  dying 

Of  religion  and  of  creed. 
Till  of  men  a  nobler  pattern, 

Sun  and  earth  at  length  behold — 
Broader-minded,  broader-hearted. 

Tender,  manly,  reverent,  bold. 


368  GENERAL  HYMNS 

God  of  present  and  of  future, 

Grant  us  all  Thy  plan  to  see, 
That  our  work  be  comprehending, 

That  we  wisely  follow  Thee. 
We  are  eager  in  Thy  service; 

Grant  us  understanding  too, 
That  we  have  the  breadth  of  vision 

Thy  behests  to  carry  through.    Amen. 

Rev.  T.  W.  Chignell   (v.   added). 

316 

Cor.  P.M. 

HERE  in  the  heart  of  the  world, 

Here  in  the  noise  and  the  din, 
Here  where  our  spirits  are  hurled 

To  battle  with  sorrow  and  sin, 
This  is  the  place  and  the  spot 

For  knowledge  of  infinite  things; 
This  is  the  kingdom  where  thought 

Can  conquer  the  prowess  of  kings. 

Wait  for  no  heavenly  life, 

Seek  for  no  temple  alone; 
Here  in  the  midst  of  the  strife 

Know  what  the  sages  have  known. 
See  what  the  Perfect  Ones  saw — 

God  in  the  depths  of  each  soul, 
God  as  the  light  and  the  law, 

God  as  beginning  and  goal. 

Earth  is  one  chamber  of  heaven, 
Death  is  no  grander  than  birth. 

Joy  in  the  life  that  was  given, 
Strive  for  perfection  on  earth; 


GENERAL  HYMNS  369 


Here  in  the  turmoil  and  roar 

Show  what  it  is  to  he  calm; 
Show  how  the  spirit  can  soar 

And  bring  back  its  healing  and  balm. 

Stand  not  aloof  and  apart, 

Plunge  in  the  thick  of  the  fight; 
There  in  the  street  and  the  mart 

That  is  the  place  to  do  right, 
Not  only  in  cloister  or  cave, 

Not  only  in  kingdoms  above, 
Here  on  this  side  of  the  grave, 

Here  should  we  labour  and  love. 

Holiest  Father  and  Son, 

Holiest  Spirit  of  Light. 
Three  Who  for  ever  are  One, 

God  of  ineffable  might; 
Grant  us  for  others  to  live. 

Constantly  filled  with  Thy  Love, 
Uttermost  service  to  give, 

As  do  Thine  Angels  above.     Amen. 

Ella    WhefliT   Wilcox. 

317 

Hursley.  L.M. 

HE  wants  not  friends  that  hath  Thy  love. 
And  may  converse  and  walk  with  Thee 

And  with  Thy  Saints  here  and  above, 
With  whom  for  ever  I  must  be. 

In  the  communion  of  Saints 

Is  wisdom,  safety  and  delight; 
And  when  my  heart  declines  and  faints, 

'Tis  healed  by  their  heat  and  light  ! 


370  GENEEAL  HYMNS 


As  for  my  friends,  they  are  not  lost; 

The  several, vessels  of  Thy  fleet, 
Though  parted  now,  by  tempests  tost, 

Shall  safely  in  the  haven  meet. 

Still  we  are  centred  all  in  Thee, 
Members,  though  distant,  of  one  Head; 

In  the  same  family  we  be, 
By  the  same  faith  and  spirit  led. 

Before  Thy  throne  we  daily  meet 

As  fellow- worshippers  of  Thee; 
In  spirit  we  each  other  greet. 

And  shall  again  each  other  see. 

The  heavenly  hosts,  world  without  end, 

Shall  be  my  company  above; 
And  Thou,  my  best  and  surest  Friend, 

Who  shall  divide  me  from  Thy  love?    Amen. 

Rev.    R.   Baxter. 

318 

Consolation    or    Dawning.  11.10.11.10. 

I  CANNOT  find  Thee  !  still  on  restless  pinion 
My  spirit  beats  the  void  where  Thou  dost  dwell; 

I  wander  lost,  through  all  Thy  vast  dominion. 
And  shrink  beneath  Thy  light  ineffable. 

Yet  high  above  the  limits  of  my  seeing. 
And  folded  far  within  my  inmost  heart, 

And  deep  below  the  depths  of  conscious  being. 
Thy  splendour  shineth;  there.  O  God.  Thou  art. 

I  cannot  lose  Thee  !  still  in  Thee  abiding. 

The  end  is  clear,  how  wide  so'er  I  roam; 
The  law  that  holds  the  worlds  my  feet  is  guiding. 

And  I  must  rest  at  last  in  Thee,  my  Home. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  371 

None  can  be  lost,  whithersoever  wending, 
For  ■boundless  space  is  still  within  Thy  Heart, 

O  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost  unending, 
Who  Three  in  One  omniscient  Godhead  art !    Amen. 

tEliza    Scudder. 

319 

The   Bridge.  Irregular. 

I  KNOW  as  my  life  grows  older, 

And  mine  eyes  have  clearer  sight, 
That  under  each  rank  wrong,  somewhere 

There  lies  the  root  of  right; 
That  each  sorrow  has  its  purpose 

By  the  sorrowing  oft  unguessed. 
That  as  sure  as  the  sun  brings  morning, 

Whatever  is,  is  best. 

I  know  that  each  sinful  action. 

As  sure  as  the  night  brings  shade, 
Is  somewhere,  sometime,  punished. 

Though  the  hour  be  long  delayed. 
I  know  that  the  soul  is  aided 

Sometimes  by  the  heart's  unrest, 
And  to  grow  means  oft  to  suffer — 

But  whatever  is,  is  best. 

I  know  that  there  are  no  errors 

In  the  great  eternal  plan, 
And  that  all  things  work  together 

For  the  final  good  of  man. 
And  I  know  when  my  soul  speeds  onward 

In  its  grand  eternal  quest, 
I  shall  say,  as  I  look  back  earthward. 

"Whatever  is,  is  best."    Amen. 

Flln    Whppli'r    Wilcox. 


372  GENERAL  HYMNS 


320 

Creudon.  Irregular. 

I  KNOW  not  what  may  befall  me; 

God  tenderly  shades  my  eyes; 
And  so  each  step  in  my  onward  path 

He  makes  new  scenes  arise; 
And  every  joy  He  sends  me  comes 

As  a  sweet  and  strange  surprise. 

I  see  not  a  step  before  me, 

Yet  I  journey  without  a  fear; 
The  past  is  still  in  God's  keeping; 

The  future  His  Love  will  clear. 
And  what  looks  dark  in  the  distance 

May  brighten  as  I  draw  near. 

For  perhaps  the  dreaded  future 

Has  less  bitter  than  I  think; 
The  Lord  may  sweeten  the  waters 

Before  I  stoop  to  drink; 
Or.  if  Marah  must  still  be  Marah, 

He  will  stand  beside  the  brink. 

Then  it  may  be  He  has  waiting 

For  the  coming  of  my  feet 
Some  gift  of  such  rare  blessedness, 

Some  joy  so  passing  sweet, 
That  my  lips  shall  only  tremble 

With  the  thanks  they  cannot  repeat. 

I  journey  on  not  knowing; 

I  would  not  if  I  might; 
I  would  rather  walk  in  the  dark  with  God 

Than  walk  alone  in  the  light; 
I  would  rather  walk  with  Him  by  faith, 

Than  walk  alone  by  sight. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  373 


I  know  that  nought  can  befall  me 

But  that  which  is  due  to  me; 
There  is  never  a  shade  of  injustice 

In  God's  sublime  decree; 
So  in  the  arms  of  Omnipotence 

I  trust  me  utterly.     Amen. 

Mary    G.    Brainerd. 

321 

New     York.  7.6.7.6.7  7  7.6. 

I  LIVE  for  those  who  love  me, 
Whose  hearts  are  kind  and  true; 

For  the  heaven  that  smiles  above  me, 
And  awaits  my  spirit  too; 

For  all  human  ties  that  bind  me; 

For  the  task  of  God  assigned  me; 

For  the  bright  hopes  left  behind  me 
And  the  good  that  I  can  do. 

I  live  to  learn  their  story 
Who've  suffered  for  my  sake, 

To  emulate  their  glory, 
And  follow  in  their  wake; 

Bards,  patriots,  martyrs,  sages, 

The  noble  of  all  ages, 

Whose  deeds  crowd  history's  pages, 
And  time's  great  volume  make. 

I  live  to  hail  that  season 

By  gifted  minds  foretold. 
When  men  shall  live  by  reason. 

And  not  alone  for  gold; 
When  man  to  man  united, 
And  every  wrong  thing  righted, 
The  whole  world  shall  be  lighted 

As  Eden  was  of  old. 


(iENERAL  HYMNS 


I  live  for  those  who  love  me. 

For  those  who  know  me  true; 
For  the  heaven  that  smiles  above  me, 

And  awaits  my  spirit  too; 
For  the  cause  that  lacks  assistance, 
For  the  wrong  that  needs  resistance, 
For  the  future  in  the  distance, 

And  the  good  that  I  can  do. 

I  live  to  serve  my  Master 

To  carry  out  God's  Plan, 
To  help  mankind  grow  faster 

In  any  way  I  can, 
The  Father's  Love  expressing, 
The  Son  for  ever  blessing, 
The  Holy  Ghost  confessing, 

The  Triune  God  of  man.     Amen. 

G.    L.    Banks. 

322 

Fluminicula.  7. 6. 7. 6. 7.0. 8.  r.. 

I  SAW  a  streamlet  flashing 

Like  silver  in  the  light, 
As  down  the  moimtain  dashing 

It  took  its  headlong  flight; 
The  thirsty  grass  and  flowers 

All  clustered  round  its  brink, 
The  weary  traveller's  heart  was  glad, 

As  down  he  bent  to  drink. 

The  children  are  our  streamlets. 

They  come  from  heaven  above. 
And  flowing  through  a  weary  earth 

They  touch  our  hearts  with  love; 


GENERAL  HYMNS  375 


True  blessings  spring  around  them 

Like  flowers  sweet  and  wild, 
The   old  man's  heart  is  light  again 

In  looking  on  a  child. 

0  children  !  keep  your  freshness, 
Wherever  you  may  he; 

Flow  clear  and  sweetly  onward, 

Until  you  reach  the  sea; 
Be  like  a  cooling  fountain 

Upon  a  summer  day, 
Sweet  tokens  of  the  love  of  God 

That  shall  not  pass  away. 

O  Christ,  the  King  of  children  ! 

We  pray  Thee  in  Thy  love 
To  keep  our  children  near  Thee 

Now,  as  in  Heaven  above. 
Thine  would  we  have  them  wholly, 

Intent  on   serving   Thee, 
As  soldiers  in  the  Host  of  God 

Wherever  they  may  be.    Amen. 

II.    Ernest   Nichol. 
('opyright ;     by    permission    of    H.    E.    Nichol,    Charlotte    Street,    Hal 

323 

Celeste.  P.M. 

I  WILL  go  in  the  Strength  of  the  Lord 
In  the  path  He  has  marked  for  my  feet; 

I  will  follow  the  light  of  His  Word, 
Nor  shrink  from  the  dangers  I  meet. 

His  Presence  my  steps  doth  attend; 

His  Fullness  my  wants  doth  supply; 
On  Him,  till  my  journey  shall  end, 

1  shall  ever  securely  rely. 


376  GENERAL  HYMNS 


I  will  go  in  the  Strength  of  the  Lord 
To  the  work  He  appoints  me  to  do; 

In  the  joy  which  His  smile  doth  afford 
I  shall  alway  my  vigour  renew. 

His  Wisdom  shall  guard  me  from  harm, 

His  Power  hovers   ever  above; 
I  trust  His  omnipotent  arm, 

I  rest  in  the  glow  of  His  Love. 

I  will  go  in  the  Strength  of  the  Lord 
To  each  conflict  which  truth  may  require; 

And  His  Love,  as  my  shield  and  reward, 
My  courage  and  zeal  shall  inspire. 

If  He  give  the  word  of  command 

To  meet  and  to  vanquish  His  foe 
I  will  take  up  my  life  in  my  hand — 

In  the  Strength  of  the  Lord  I  will  go  ! 

To  His  Strength,  to  His  Wisdom  and  Love 

All  glory  for  ever  shall  be, 
To  the  Father,  the  Son   and  the  Dove. 

One  God.  yet  in  Persons  Three.    Amen. 

?E.    Turiiey. 

324 

The   Blessed   Name.  8.7.D.    (Iambic). 

IF  any  little  word  of  mine 

May  make  a  life  the  brighter, 
If  any  little  song  of  mine 

May  make  a  heart  the  lighter,  9 

God  help  me  speak  the  little  word.  ^ 

And  take  my  bit  of  singing. 
And  drop  it  in  some  lonely  vale 

To  set  the  echoes  ringing  ! 


GENERAL  HYMNS 


If  any  little  love  of  mine 

May  make  a  life  the  sweeter, 
If  any  little  care  of  mine, 

May  make  a  friend's  the  fleeter, 
If  any  lift  of  mine  may  ease 

The  hurden  of  another, 
God  give  me  love,  and  care,  and  strength 

To  help  a  toiling  brother  ! 

Then  many  a  burden  shall  be  eased 

Because  I  help  to  bear  it, 
And  many  a  care  be  lighter  made 

Because  I  try  to  share  it; 
And  many  a  grief  shall  fly  away 

When  my  bright  song  shall  bid  it; 
And  Christ,  the  Lord  of  Love,  will  say — 

' '  'Twas  unto  Me  ye  did  it ! "    Amen. 


Anon. 


325 

Fides  or  Hertford.  lis. 

IF  we  daily  labour,  doing  what  we  can, 

And   with  true   affection   love    our   brother-man. 

Karma 's  certain  action  will  our  good  increase, 

Crown  our   lives  with  blessing,   fill   our  hearts  with  peace. 

Is  our  sky  beclouded?  clouds  will  pass  ere  long. 
Have  we  grief  or  sadness?  patience,  and  be  strong  ! 
For  although  our  sorrow  for  the  night  may  last, 
Soon  a  glad  to-morrow  breaks  upon  us  fast. 

Wisdom  conquers  sorrow;    vanquished   is   our  foe; 
On  our  way  rejoicing  thankful  let  us  go; 
In  the  Path  is  safety,  in  the  Law  our  joy. 
Who,  if  we  be  faithful.,  can  our  hope  destroy? 


GENERAL  HYMNS 


So  may  holy  gladness  fill  our  longing  heart, 
So  may  sin  and  sadness  evermore  depart; 
So  this  noble  teaching  harvest  great  shall  hear, 
And  our  earnest  efforts  find  fruition  fair. 

Unto  God  the  Father  joyful  songs  we  sing; 

Unto  Christ  our  Master  thankful  hearts  we  bring; 

Unto  God  the  Spirit  bow  we  and  adore, 

On  our  way  rejoicing,  now  and  evermore  !     Amen. 

t  Adplaidp    A.    ProcfPi'. 

326 

Eastleigh.  S.T.D. 

IF  we  only  sought  to  brighten 

Every  pathway  dark  with  care; 
If  we  only  tried  to  lighten 
All  the  burdens  others  bear; 

We  should  hear  the  Angels  singing, 

All  around  us  night  and  day; 
We  should  feel  that  they  were  bringing 
Songs  of  love  to  cheer  our  way. 

If  we  only  strove  to  cherish 

Every  pure  and  holy  thought; 
Till,  within  our  heart,  would  perish 

All  that  is  with  evil  fraught. 
We  should,'  etc. 

If  it  were  our  aim  to  ponder 

On  the  good  that  we  might  win; 
Soon  our  feet  would  cease  to  wander 

In  forbidden  paths  of  sin. 

We  should,  etc.     Amen. 

Anon. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  379 


327 

St.   Denio.  lis. 

IMMORTAL,  invisible,  God  only  wise, 

In  light  inaccessible  hid  from  our  eyes, 

Most  blessed,  most  glorious,  the  Ancient  of  Days, 

Almighty,  victorious.  Thy  great  Name  we  praise. 

Unresting,  unhasting,  and  silent  as  light, 

Nor  wanting,  nor  wasting,  Thou  rulest  in  might; 

Thy  justice  like  mountains  high  soaring  above 

Thy  clouds,  which  are  fountains  of  goodness  and  love. 

To  all  life  Thou  givest — to  great  and  to  small; 
In  all  life  Thou  livest,  the  true  life  of  all; 
We  blossom  and  flourish  as  leaves  on  the  tree. 
And  wither  and  perish — but  naught  changeth  Thee. 

To-day   and   to-morrow  with  Thee   still  are   Nov/; 
Nor  trouble  nor  sorrow  nor  care,  Lord,  hast  Thou; 
Nor  passion  may  fever,  nor  age  can  decay, 
The  same  God  for  ever  That  was  yesterday. 

Great  Father  of  Glory,   pure  Father  of  Light, 
Thine  Angels  adore  Thee,  all  veiling  their  sight; 
All  laud  we  would  render;  O  help  us  to  see, 
'Tis  only  the  splendour  of  light  hideth  Thee.     Amen. 

Dr.    Walter  C.    Smith. 

328 

Freeh    or  St.   Etheldreda.  CM. 

IMMORTAL  Love,  for  ever  full. 

For  ever  flowing  free. 
For  ever  shared,  for  ever  whole, 

A  never-ebbing  sea: 


380  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Our  outward  lips  confess  the  Name 

All  other  names  above; 
Love  only  knoweth  whence  it  came. 

And  comprehendeth  love. 

We  need  not  climb  the  heavenly  steeps 
To  bring  the  Lord  Christ  down; 

Alike  within  the  lowest  deeps. 
Is  He,  of  heaven  the  Crown. 

But  warm,  sweet,  tender,  even  yet 

A  present  help  is  He; 
And  faith  has  still  its  Olivet. 

And  love  its  GaUlee. 

The  healing  of  His  seamless  dress 

Is  by  our  beds  of  pain; 
We  touch  Him  in  life's  throng  and  press, 

And  we  are  whole  again. 

Through  Him  the  first  fond  prayers  are  said 

Our  lips  of  childhood  frame. 
The  last  low  whispers  o'er  our  dead 

Are  uttered  in  His  Name. 

Alone.  O  Love,  ineffable. 

Thy  holy  Name  is  given; 
To  turn  aside  from  Thee  is  hell. 

To  walk  with  Thee  is  heaven. 

Lord  Christ,  of  Love  and  Joy  the  Sim. 

Undying  praise  to  Thee, 
With  Father  and  with  Spirit  One, 

Through  all  eternity.     Amen. 


+J.    (.T.    Whittier. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  381 


329 

Salvatori.  7.6.D. 

IN  hearts  from  self  delivered, 

'Mong  men  of  kindly  will, 
The  Angels'  song  still  ringeth, 

God's  kingdom  cometh  still; 
Then   trustfully  pursuing 

Love's  unohtrusive  way, 
Press  onward  through  the  darkness 

Until  the  hreak  of  day. 

Not  yet  we  see  the  fullness 

Of  Truth's  triumphant  beams, 
But  struggling  with  earth's  error 

Through  thickest  clouds  it  gleams. 
Then  'neath  God's  banner  marching 

Right  onward  let  us  move. 
Until  the  world  is  conquered 

By  beauty,  truth  and  love. 

Raise  then  the  noble  anthem 

Of  Truth  and  Brotherhood, 
And  join  the   choir  immortal 

Of  dauntless  souls  and  good, 
Who  'mid  earth's  grossest  darkness 

Press  onward  to  the  light, 
And,  clothed  with  heavenly  armour, 

Put  error's  host  to  flight. 

Then  God,  our  King  and  Portion, 

In  fullness  of  His  grace 
We  shall  behold  for  ever 

And  worship  face  to  face. 


382  GENERAL  HYMNS 

'  i 

Almighty,  heavenly  Father, 

0  co-etemal  Son, 
Life-giving  Holy  Spirit, 

We  hail  Thee,  Three  in  One.   Amen. 

Anon. 

330 

The  Bridge.  7.6.D. 

IN  heavenly  Love  abiding 
No  change  my  heart  shall  fear; 

And  safe  is  such  confiding, 
For  nothing  changes  here. 

The  storm  may  roar  without  me, 
My  life  may  low  he  laid; 

But  God  is  round  ahout  me, 

1  cannot  be  dismayed. 

Wherever  He  may  guide  me 

No  want  shall  turn  me  back; 
My  Shepherd  is  beside  me 

Aiid  nothing  can  I  lack. 
His  Wisdom  ever  waketh. 

His   sight   is  never  dim; 
He  knows  the  way  He  taketh. 

And  I  will  walk  with  Him. 

Green  pastures  are  before  me 

Which  yet  I  have  not  seen; 
Bright  skies  will  soon  be  o'er  me, 

Where  the  dark  clouds  have  been. 
My  hope  I  cannot  measure, 

My  path  to  Life  is  free; 
My  Master  hath  my  treasure. 

And  He  will  walk  with  me. 


GENEEAL  HYMNS  383 

All  glory  to  our  Master, 

The  Shepherd  of  His  sheep; 
Our  hope  to  clamber  faster 

Is  by  His  side  to  keep. 
All  glory  be  for  ever 

To  Father,  Spirit,  Son; 
Our  homage  faileth  never 

For  the  great  Three  in  One.    Amen. 

tAnna    L.   Warin";. 


331 

St.  Agnes    (Langran).  10s. 

IN  sacred  books  we  read  how  God  did  speak 
To  holy  men  in  many  different  ways; 

But  hath  the  present  age  no  God  to  seek, 
Or  is  God  silent  in  these  latter  days? 

The  word  were  but  a  blank,  a  hollow  sound, 
If  He  that  spake  it  were  not  speaking  still, 

If  all  the  light  and  all  the  shade  around 
Were  aught  but  issues  of  Almighty  Will. 

So  then,  believe  that  every  bird  that  sings, 
And  every  flower  that  stars  the  fresh  green  sod, 

And  every  thought  the  happy  summer  brings. 
To  the  pure  spirit  is  a  word  of  God. 

All  praise  and  glory  to  the  Father  be, 
All  praise  and  glory  to  His  only  Son, 

All  praise  and  glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee, 
Both  now  and  while  eternal  ages  run.   Amen. 

Hartley  Coleridge. 


3S4  rrE.\ERAL  HYMNS 

332 

(AT    THE    BEGINNING    OF    A    SERVICE.) 
Saffron    Walden    or    Taormina.  8.7.8.7. 

IN  the  Name  of  God  the  Father, 
In  the  Name  of  God  the  Son, 

In  the  Name  of  God  the  Spirit, 
One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One. 

In  the  Name  which  highest  Angels 
Speak  not  ere  they  veil  their  face, 

Singing  Holy.  Holy.  Holy, 
Come  we  to  this  sacred  place. 

Here  shall  highest  praise  be  offered. 

Here  shall  worship  be  outpoured, 
Here  with  body,  soul  and  spirit 

God   Incarnate  be   adored. 

Holy  Master,  for  Thy  coming 

May  Thy  Love  our  hearts  prepare; 

Thine  we  fain  would  have  them  wholly; 
Enter,  Lord,  and  tarry  there. 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Father, 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Son, 
Glory  be  to  God  the  Spirit, 

One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One.    Amen. 

tRev.    .John    W.    Ifewett. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  38^3 


333 

St.  Matthias.  8s.   ("six  lines). 

INFINITE  God,  to  Thee  we  raise 
Our  hearts  in  solemn  songs  of  praise; 
By  all  Thy  works  on  earth  adored, 
We  worship  Thee,  the  common  Lord, 
The  everlasting  Father  own, 
And  lay  our  hearts  hefore  Thy  throne. 

Thee  all  the  choir  of  Angels  sings, 

The  Lord  of  Hosts,  the  King  of  Kings; 

Cherubs,  who  hear  the  Flaming  Rod, 

And   seraphs   shout  the   Triune  God; 

And  Holy,  Holy,  Holy  !  cry. 

Thy  glory  fills  both  earth  and  sky  ! 

God  of  the  patriarchal  race, 

The  ancient  seers  record  Thy  praise, 

The  goodly  apostolic  hand 

In  highest  joy  and  glory  stand; 

And  all  the  saints  their  heads  incline 

Before  Thy  majesty  divine. 

The  Martyrs'  noble  army  sings 
Before  Thy  throne,  O  King  of  Kings; 
Thy  Church,  to  earth's  remotest  bounds, 
Her  heavenly  Founder's  praise   resounds; 
In  every  land  beneath  the  sun 
She  hymns  the  mystic  Three  in  One. 

Father  of   endless   majesty. 

All  might  and  love  they  render  Thee; 

Thy  true  and  only  Son  adore 

With  sweeter  songs,  unknown  before, 

And  God  the  Holy  Ghost  aver 

The  saints'  eternal  Comforter.      Amen. 

tRev.   C.   Wesley. 


;sr>  (;enp]ral  HY^rxs 


334 

Lux    Benigna.  10.4.10.4.10  10. 

LEAD,  kindly  Light,  amid  the  encircling  gloom, 

Lead  Thou  me  on; 
The  night  is  dark,  and  I  am  far  from  home, 

Lead  Thou  me  on. 
Keep  Thou  my  feet;  I  do  not  ask  to  see 
The  distant  scene;    one  step  enough  for  me. 

I  was  not  ever  thus,  nor  prayed  that  Thou 

Shouldst  lead  me  on; 
I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  path;  but  now 

Lead  Thou  me  on. 
I  loved  the  garish  day.  and,  spite  of  fears, 
Pride  ruled  my  will;  rememher  not  past  years. 

So  long  Thy  power  hath  blest  me,  sure  it  still 

Will  lead  me  on. 
O'er  moor  and  fen,  o'er  crag  and  torrent,  till 

The  night  is  gone; 
And  with  the  mom  those  Angel  faces  smile. 
Which  I  have  loved  long  since,  and  lost  awhile. 

O   kindly  Light,  with  all  my  heart  I  pray 

Lead  Thou  me  on; 
That  I  may  learn  to  live  in  endless  day, 

Lead  Thou  me  on. 
Teach  me  to  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Holy  Ghost,  eternal  Three  in  One.    Amen. 

Cardinal   J.    H.    Newman. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  38^ 


335 

St.  Agnes    (Langran).  10s. 

LET  me  to-day  do  something  that  shall  take 
A  little  sadness  from  the  world's  vast  store; 

And  may  I  be  so  favoured  as  to  make 
Of  joy's  too  scanty  sum  a  little  more. 

Let  me  not  hurt,  hy  any  selfish  deed, 

Or  thoughtless  word,  the  heart  of  foe  or  friend; 

Nor  would  I  pass,  unseeing,  worthy  need, 
Or  sin  toy  silence  when  I  should  defend. 

However  meagre  toe  my  worldly  wealth, 

Let  me  give  something  that  shall  aid  my  kind, 

A  word  of  courage,  or  a  thought  of  health, 
Dropped  as  I  pass  for  troubled  hearts  to  find. 

Let  me  to-night  look  hack  across  the  span 

'Twixt  dawn  and  dark,  and  to  my  conscience  say- 

Because  of  some  good  act  to  toeast  or  man — 
"The  world  is  better  that  I  lived  to-day." 

All  praise  and  glory  to  the  Father  toe, 
All  praise  and  glory  to  His  only  Son, 

All  praise  and  glory.  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee. 
Both  now  and  while  eternal  ages  run.     Amen. 

Ella    Wheeler   Wilcox. 

336 

Dundee.  CM. 

LET  Saints  on  earth  in  concert  sing 

With  those  who  work  atoove; 
For  all  are  servants  of  our  King, 

Linked  in  one  bond  of  love. 


388  GENERAL  HYMNS 


One  family,  we  dwell  in  Him, 

One  Church,  above,  beneath; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 

The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  His  command  we  bow; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 

And  part  are  crossing  now. 

God  of  the  living  and  tlie  dead  ! 

From  fear  and  doubt  set  free, 
Joyous  and  brave,  death's  path  we  tread, 

For  all  do  live  in  Thee. 

So  sings  the  Church's  mighty  host 

Eternal  praise  to  Thee; 
To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  in  Persons  Three.    Amen. 

tRev.   0.   Wesley. 

337 

Sawley   or   Belmont.  CM. 

LET  superstition  be  destroyed, 

And  falsehood  cast  away, 
That  liberty  may  be  enjoyed, 

And  truth  hold  sovereign  sway. 

Let  thought  be  free  to  all  mankind, 

And  reason's  light  illume 
The  long-benighted  realms  of  mind, 

Dispelling  clouds  of  gloom. 


GENEEAL  HYMNS  389 


Let  conscience  rule  us  every  day, 

That  we  may  honour  truth, 
And  her  supreme  commands  obey 

Through  life,  from  early  youth. 

Let  kindness  fill  the  human  heart 

With  sympathy  for  all, 
And  hid  us  knowledge  to  impart 

The  mind  to  disenthral. 

Let  love  prevail  o'er  every  breast, 

And  happiness  abound; 
May  all  mankind  be  truly  blest, 

Humanity  be  crowned. 

All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 

All  glory  to  the  Son, 
All  glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee, 

While  endless  ages  run.    Amen. 

tE.    King. 

338 

Onyx.  6.5.6.5. 

LET  us  lift  our  voices 

In   a  joytul  lay; 
God  would  have  us  happy. 

Happy  all  the  day. 

Sometimes  clouds  of  sorrow 

Rise  upon  our  sky; 
Turn  towards  the   sunlight, 

Quickly  will  they  fly. 

Do  no  sinful  action, 

Speak  no  angry  word; 
We  are  Christ's  own  children. 

We  the  truth  have  heard. 


390  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Always  full  of  sunshine, 

Never  dull  or  shy, 
Like  the  great  Life-Giver 

Shining   in   the   sky. 

Radiant  we  and  happy; 

What  we  have  to  do 
Is  to  strive  that  others 

Shall  "be  happy  too. 

Sometimes  men   are  angry, 
Men  who  do  not  know; 

We  with  nohler  teaching 
Must  not   fall  so  low. 

Jealousy  and  envy — 
Foolish  things  are  they; 

Ignorant  the  person 
Who  allows  their  sway. 

If  another's  fortune 
Better   seems   than   ours. 

Easier  his    pathway, 

Strewn  with  choicer  flowers. 

He  hath  well  deserved  it; 

We  his    life    will   bless, 
In  his   joy   rejoicing, 

Wish    him    happiness. 

Lift  we  then  our  voices  ' 

In  a  joyous  lay; 
God  would  have  us  happy, 

Happy   every    day.      Amen. 


Adapted  by   C.W.L. 


GENERAL  HYMNR  S91 


Monkland. 


339 


LET  us  with  a  gladsome  mind 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  He  is  kind; 

For  His  mercies   aye  endure, 

Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

Let  us  sound  His  name  abroad, 
Let  the  worlds  His  power  applaud. 
For  His  mercies,  etc. 

He,  with  all-commanding  might, 
Filled  the  new-made  world  with  light; 
For  His  mercies,   etc. 

All  things  living  He  doth  feed, 
His  full  Hand  supplies  their  need; 
For  His  mercies,   etc. 

He  His  chosen  race  did  bless 
In  the  wasteful  wilderness; 
For  His  mercies,   etc. 

Let  us  then  with  gladsome  mind 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  He  is  kind; 
For    His    mercies,    etc. 

Glory  to  our  bounteous  King, 
Glory  let   creation  sing; 

Glory  to  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Blest  Spirit,  Three  in  One,    Amen. 

tJohn    Milton. 

340 

St.  Casirair.  8.7.D. 

LIFE  is  real,  life  is  earnest, 

And  the  grave  is  not  its  goal; 
"Dust  thou  art,   to  dust  retuniest." 

Was  not  spoken  of  the  soul. 


302  '    OENERAL  HYMNS 


Not  enjoyment  and  not  sorrow 

Is  our  destined  end  or  way; 
But  to  act  that  each  to-morrow 

Find   us   farther  than   to-day. 

Art  is  long  and  Time  is  fleeting, 

And  our  hearts,  though  stout  and  brave, 
Still  like  muffled  driuns  are  beating 

Funeral  marches  to  the  grave. 
Lives  of  great  men  all  remind  us 

We  can  make  our  lives  sublime, 
And,  departing,  leave  behind  us 

Footprints  on  the  sands  of  time. 

Footprints   that  perhaps  another, 

Sailing  o'er  life's  solemn  main, 
A  forlorn  and  shipwrecked  brother. 

Seeing,   shall  take  heart  again. 
Let  us  then  be  up  and  doing, 

With   a  heart  for  any  fate; 
Still   achieving,    still  pursuing, 

Learn  to  labour  and  to  wait.    Amen. 

H.    W.    Longfellow. 

341 

Ephraim    or    University    College.  7s. 

LIFE  of  ages,  richly  poured, 
Love  of  God  unspent  and  free. 

Flowing  in  the  poet's  word, 
And  the  people's  liberty  ! 

Never  was  to  chosen  race, 

That  unstinted  tide  confined; 
Thine  is  every  time  and  place, 

Fountain  sweet  of  heart  and  mind. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  3»3 


Breathing  in  the  thinker's  creed, 

Pulsing  in  the  hero's  blood, 
Shaping  noblest  thought  and  deed, 

Still  inspiring  truth  and  good. 

Consecrating   heart  and    song, 

Holy  book  and  pilgrim  way, 
Quelling  strife  and  tyrant  wrong, 

Widening   freedom's   sacred   sway. 

Life  of  ages  richly  poured, 
Love  of  God  unspent  and  free. 

Flow  still  in  the  poet's  word, 
And  the  people's  liberty  ! 

Glory  to  the  Father  be; 

Equal  glory  to  the  Son; 
Glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee; 

One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One.   Amen. 

Rev.    Samuel    Johnson. 

342 

Wiltou.  11.6.11.6. 

LIGHT  of  the  world  !  for  ever,  ever  shining. 

There  is  no  change  in  Thee; 
True  Light  of  Life,  all  joy  and  health  enshrining. 

Thou  canst  not  fade  nor  flee. 

Thou  hast  arisen,  but  Thou  descendest  never; 

To-day  shines  as  the  past; 
All  that  Thou  wast,  Thou  art,  and  shalt  be  ever, 

Brightness  from  first  to  last. 

Night  visits  not  Thy  sky,  nor  storm,  nor  sadness; 

Day  fills  up  all  its  blue — 
Unfailing  beauty  and  unfaltering  gladness, 

And  love  for  ever  new. 


394  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Light  of  the  World  !  uudimming  and  unsetting, 

0   shine  each  mist  away; 
Banish  the  fear,  the  falsehood  and  the  fretting; 

Be  our  unchanging  Day. 

Light  of  the  world  ! 

Eternal  Three  in 
Clear  sight  of  Thee 

Thou  art  our  Star 

0  Father 
One, 
0  grant  us 

our  Sun. 

Son  and  Spirit. 

to  inherit. 
Amen. 

Dr.    H.  Bouar. 

By    permission    of    James    Nisbet    &    Co., 

Ltd. 

343 

Haydn.  6.5.T. 

LIKE  a  river  glorious  is  God's  perfect  peace, 
Over  all  victorious  in  its  bright  increase; 
Perfect,  yet  it  floweth  fuller  every  day — 
Perfect,  yet  it  groweth  deeper  all  the  way. 

Stayed  upon  our  Master,  hearts  are  fully  blest; 

Finding,  as  He  promised,  perfect  peace  and  rest. 

Hidden  in  the  hollow  of  His  blessed  Hand. 
Never  foe  can  follow,  never  traitor  stand; 
Not  a  surge  of  worry,  not  a  shade  of  care, 
Not  a  blast  of  hurry,  touch  the  spirit  there. 
Stayed,  etc. 

Every  joy  or  trial  falleth  from  above. 
Traced  upon  our  dial  by  the  Sun  of  Love. 
We  may  trust  Him  fully  all  for  us  to  do: 
They  who  trust  Him  wholly  find  Him  wholly  true. 
Stayed,  etc.     Amen. 

Frances    R.    Havergal. 
By   permission    of    James    Nisbet    &    Co.,    Ltd. 


GENEEAL  HYMNS  395 


344 

Textor,  Irregular. 

LIKE  warp  and  woof  all  destinies 

Are  woven  fast; 
Linked  in  sympathy  like  the  keys 

Of  an  organ  vast. 

Pluck  but  one  thread  and  the  web  ye  mar, 

Break  but  one 
Of  a  thousand  keys,  and  the  painful  jar 

Through  all  will  run. 

Back  to  thyself  is  measured  well  » 

All  thou  hast  given; 
To  wrong  a  neighbour,  thy  present  hell, 

To  help,  a  heaven. 

AU  which  is  real  now  remains 

And  faileth  ne'er; 
The  Hand  which  upholds  it  now,  sustains 

The  soul  for  e'er. 

The  cloud  itself  which  before  thee 

Lies  dark  in  view, 
Shall  with  light  from  the  inner  glory 

Be  stricken  through. 

And  like  meadow-mist  through  autumn's  dawn 

UproUing  thin. 
Its  thickest  folds  around  thee  drawn 

Let  sunlight  in. 

Then  of  what  is  to  be,  and  what  is  done, 

Why  queriest  thou? 
The  past  and  the  future  both  are  one, 

And  both  are  now. 


396  r;ENET?AL  HYMNS 

Then  to  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  Three  in  One, 
From  men  and  from  the  Angel  Host 

Be  homage  done.    Amen. 


Anon. 


345 

The    Blessed    Rest.  10.10.10.4. 

LORD  CHRIST,  Thou  Life  unending,  unbegun. 
Thou  Light  of  Light,  Whose  shadow  is  our  sun, 
Flame  from  the  Dark,  Word  of  the  Silent  One, 
O  Christ  our  Lord. 

O  Christ,  Thou  very  Name  of  God  most  high, 
Descending,  in  a  wondrous  mystery, 
To  he  the  Life  of  our  humanity, 
O  Christ  our  Lord. 

'Tis  Thou  dost  unto  deepest  depths  descend. 
And  Thou,  far,  far  above  all  heavens,  ascend. 
Thus  filling  all  things,  ever,  without  end, 
O  Christ  our  Lord. 

Through  all  the  Universe  Thy  Light  is  poured; 
In  many  a  shrine  we  worship  Thee  as  Lord; 
'Tis  Thee  all  love  in  each  dear  face  adored. 
O  Christ  our  Lord. 

Truth  for  Whom  eager  minds,  aspiring,  pray. 
Wisdom  of  God,  clear,'  unbeclouded  Day; 
The  Way  art  Thou,  and  Light  upon  the  Way, 
O  Christ  our  Lord. 

Thou  art  our  Peace,  in  Whom  aU  sorrows  end; 
Thou  art  our  Bliss,  to  Whom  all  longings  tend. 
O  Mighty  Love,  Who  all  dost  comprehend, 
O  Christ  our  Lord. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  397 


Thou  art  of  every  soul  the  Mother-Soul, 

Thine  are  the  sheltering  arms  when  tempests  roll; 

Thou  art  the  Path  itself,  and  Thou  the  Goal, 

O  Christ  our  Lord. 
Lo,  in  our  being's  whisper  breathes  Thy  Name, 
And,  bright  amid  the  darkest  deeps  of  shame, 
We  live,  as  sparks  of  Thine  eternal  Flame, 

O  Christ  our  Lord. 
Through  these,  our  hearts,  so  often  dark  and  chill, 
O  Christ,  Thou  everlasting  Sunshine,  thrill; 
Life,  with  Thyself  Thy  living  temples  fill, 

O  Christ  our  Lord. 
Open,  O  Love,  Thine  eyes  in  us,  that  we 
May,  with  our  spirits'  wakening  vision,  see 
Thee  manifest  in  all,  and  all  in  Thee, 

O  Christ  our  Lord. 
Judge  of  the  universe,  O  patient,  strong, 
Standing  through  all  the  age  of  ages  long, 
Thou  in  Thy  Holy  Body  sufferest  wrong, 

O  Christ  our  Lord. 
Behold  mankind,  bewildered,  torn,  distressed. 
Thy  little  ones.  Thy  creatures,  sore  oppressed; 
Until  all  come  to  rest,  Thou  canst  not  rest, 

O  Christ  our  Lord. 
Yet  Tiiou,  in  them  that  know  as  they  are  known, 
Thou,  God  made  man,  in  men  to  Manhood  grown, 
Art  ever  rising  to  Thy  Father's  Throne, 

O  Christ  our  Lord. 
When  Thy  great  night  calls  home  our  restless  day. 
When  heaven  and  earth,  as  clouds,  dissolve  away. 
In  Thee,  in  Thee  we  rest,  we  live,  for  aye, 

O  Christ  our  Lord.    Amen. 

Rev.   C.    W.    Scott-Moncrieff. 


n08  C ENSEAL  HYMNS 


346 

Sandon.  10.4.10.4.10.10. 

LORD  God  Almighty,  Thee  we  glorify; 

Thy  Love  doth  pour 
For  ever  from  Thy  great  white  throne  on  high, 

And  evermore 
O  Thou,  who  dwellest  where  the  central  sun 
Doth  light  the  worlds.  Thou  art  the  Self,  the  One. 

Thou  art  our  strength,  O  Christ,  our  staff,  our  stay. 

Our  heavenly  Guide; 
Thou  givest  joy  upon  our  earthly  way; 

Now  at  Thy  side 
May  we  be  found  when  Thou  dost  come  once  more, 
To  lead  Thy  servants  through  the  golden  door  ! 

O  Holy  Spirit,  mystic  Power  divine, 

Thou  heavenly  Dove. 
Thou  art  our  peace,  that  wondrous  golden  wine, 

Come  from  above, 
Fill  all  our  hearts  with  Thy  great  glory,  flow 
Through  all  our  lives,  and  flood  the  world  below  ! 

Thou.  God  the  Father.  Holy  Spirit,  Son. 

The  Trinity, 
Holiest  of  Holies.  Thou,  the  Three  in  One, 

The  One  in  Three. 
Thou  art  in  us  and  we  in  Thee  the  same, 
We  praise  Thee,  "tless  Thee,  magnify  Thy  name  !    Amen. 

M.   Bright. 


GENEBAL  liYxVlNS  399 


New    York.  347  7.6.D. 

LORD  God,  so  strong  and  tender, 

Whom,  yet  unseen,  we  love, 
In  unimagined  splendour 
Thou  reignest  far  above. 

We  worship  Thee,  we  bless  Thee, 

To  Thee  alone  we  sing; 
We  praise  Thee,  and  confess  Thee 
Our  Holy  Lord  and  King. 

O  Bringer  of  salvation, 

Who  wondrously  hast  wrought, 
Thyself  the  revelation 
Of  love  beyond  our  thought; 

We  worship  Thee,  we  bless  Thee, 

To  Thee  alone  we  sing; 
We  praise  Thee,  and  confess  Thee 
Our  gracious  Lord  and  King. 

In  Thee  all  fullness  dwelleth. 
All  grace  and  power  divine; 
The  glory  that  excelleth, 
O  God  of  love,  is  Thine; 

We  worship  Thee,  we  bless  Thee, 

To  Thee  alone  we  sing; 
We  praise  Thee,  and  confess  Thee 
Our  glorious  Lord  and  King. 
O  grant  the  consummation 
Of  this  our  song  above 
In  endless  adoration. 
And  everlasting  love; 

Then  shall  we  praise  and  bless  Thee 

Where  perfect  praises  ring, 
And  evermore  confess  Thee 
Of  love  the  Lord  and  King. 


400  GENERAL  HYMNS 

Now  unto  God  the  Father 

And  eke  to  God  the  Son 
And  God  the  Holy  Spirit 
Be  endless  honour  done. 

We  worship  Him,  we  bless  Him, 

To  Him  o'er  all  we  sing, 
We  praise  Him  and  confess  Him 
Our  very  God  and  King.    Amen. 

fFrances     R.    Havergal. 
By   permissiou    of  James    Nisbet    &    Co.,    Ltd. 


348 

Hursley.  L.M. 

LORD  of  all  being,  throned  afar, 
Thy  glory  flames  from  sun  and  star; 
Centre  and  soul  of  every  sphere, 
Yet  to  each  loving  heart  how  near  ! 

Sun  of  our  life,  Thy  quickening  ray 
Sheds  on  our  path  the  glow  of  day; 
Star  of  our  hope,  Thy  softened  light 
Cheers  the  long  watches  of  the  night. 

Our  midnight  is  Thy  smile  withdrawn; 
Our  noontide  is  Thy  gracious  dawn; 
Our  rainbow  of  Thy  love  the  sign; 
All,  save  the  clouds  of  sin,  are  Thine. 

Lord  of  all  life,  below,  above, 

Whose  light  is  truth,  whose  warmth  is  love; 

Before  Thy  ever-blazing  throne 

We  ask  no  lustre  of  om:  own. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  40 1 


Grant  us  Thy  truth  to  make  us  free, 
And  kindling  hearts  that  bum  for  Thee, 
Till  all  Thy  living  altars  claim 
One  holy  light,  one  heavenly  flame. 

To  God  the  Father  glory  he, 
All  praise,  eternal  Son,  to  Thee, 
Whom  with  the  Spirit  we  adore, 
For  ever  and  for  evermore.     Amen. 

tOliver  Wendell    Holmes. 

349 

Charitas   or    Rex    Gloriae.  8.7.D, 

LORD,  to  Thee  we  lift  our  voices, 

Joined  in  faith  and  hope  and  love, 
As  we  follow  in  Thy  footsteps. 

Journeying  to  our  home  ahove; 
Lord,  with  thankful  hearts  we  praise  Thee, 

Who  dost  guide  us  on  our  way; 
Through  the  sunshine,  through  the  storm-clouds 

Thou,  O  Christ,  art  still  our  stay. 

For  the   great,  who  nohly   struggling 

In  the  world  have  won  a  name. 
And  to  us,  their  heirs  in  promise, 

Left  a  legacy  of  fame; 
Lord,  with  thankful  hearts  we  praise  Thee, 

Who  didst  cheer  them  on  their  way; 
Thou,  who  dost  reward  the  worthy, 

Thou,  O  Christ,  hast  been  their  stay. 

For  the  lowly,  who  unheeded 

Battle  bravely  for  the  right, 
Passing,  by  the  world  unhonoured, 

Unrev/arded  through  the  fight; 


402  GENERAL  HYMNS 

Lord,  with  thankful  hearts  we  praise  Thee, 
Who  dost  cheer  them  on  their  way; 

Thou,  Who  seest  what  men  see  not, 
Thou,  O  Christ,  art  still  their  stay. 

Thus  for  all  who.  gladly  taking 

Thee  as  Brother,  Thee  as  Friend, 
Manfully  have  done  their  duty. 

Faithful  soldiers  to  the  end; 
Lord,  with  thankful  hearts  we  praise  Thee, 

Who  didst  cheer  them  on  their  way; 
Thou,  Who  dost  uphold  the  weary, 

Thou,  O  Christ,  hast  been  their  stay. 

We,  to  whom  the  future  heckons, 

We  may  tread  where  they  have  trod; 
We  may  choose  the  path  that  leads  us 

Onward,  upward  to  our  God; 
Lord,  with  thankful  hearts  we  praise  Thee, 

Who  wilt  guide  us  on  our  way; 
Through  the  years  that  lie  before  us 

Thou,  O  Christ,  be  still  our  stay.    Amen. 


fH.L.D. 


350 

Aniifus   or   Amor.  8.7.L). 

LOVE   Divine  !  -through    all  things  flowing. 

Thou  through  us   dost  ever  flow — 
Little  channels,  larger  growing 

As  we  learn  to  love  and  know — 
As  we  learn  the  joy  of  giving. 

Finding,  as  the  days  go  by. 
Love  is  life — the  only  living — 

When  we  love  no  more,  we  die. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  403 

Love  Divine,  O,  take  us  !  make  us 

In  Thy  service  swift  and  free, 
Thou  VTilt  use  us,  not  forsake  us. 

Glad  Thy  messengers  to  be; 
To  that  service,  sweet  and  lowly, 

All  our  time  and  strength  he  given, 
Till  that  service,  high  and  holy. 

Makes  the  waiting  earth  a  heaven. 

Love  Divine  !     Thy  Saints  adore  Thee; 

Full  of  love,  we  worship  Thee; 
Prostrate  now  we  lie  before  Thee; 

Let  us  all  Thy  beauty  see. 
God  the  Father,  King  immortal, 

Christ,  our  Lover  and  our  Guide, 
Spirit,   Keeper  of  the   Portal, 

Evermore   be    glorified  !      Amen. 

Adelaide   A.    Procter. 

351 

M.irtyi'dom.  O.M. 

MAKE  channels  for  the  streams  of  love 

Where  they  may  broadly  run, 
And  love  hath  overflowing  flood 

To  fill  them  every  one. 

But  if  at  any  time  you  cease 

Such  channels  to  provide. 
The  very  founts  of  love  for  you 

Will  soon  be  parched  and  dried. 

For  we  must  share  if  we  would  keep 

This  blessing  from  above; 
Ceasing  to  give,  you  cease  to  have — 

Such  is  the  law  of  love. 


404  GENERAL  HYMNS 


All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 

All  glory  to  the  Son. 
All  glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee, 

While  endless  ages  run.     Amen. 

tAbp.   R.    C.    Trench. 

352 

Textor   or    Exsurgat    Deus.  8.4.8.4. 

MEN  vex  themselves  with  troubled  thought 

That  God  may  be 
A  God  Whose  "mercy"  must  be  bought 

With  misery. 

There  is  no  wrath  to  be  appeased 

In  God  above; 
No  hate  with  bitter  angiiish  pleased, 

For  God  is  Love. 

No   pleasure  from   our   suffering 

Our   God   could  draw; 
Nor  loves  He  those  their  hands  who  wring 

In  cringing  awe. 

For  Love  rejoiceth  not  in  pain 

Of  good  or  bad. 
But  beareth  all,  and  still  is  fain 

To  make  us  glad. 

Love  circles  us  with  kindness  sweet, 

And   guijies   our  way. 
And  sheds  its  Light  around  our  feet 

By  night   and  day. 

Love  we  the  Father  and  the  Son 

And  Holy  Dove; 
Proclaim  aloud  to  everyone 

That  God  is  Love.     Amen. 

tRev.  Walter  C.  Smith. 


CtENERAL  hymns  405 

353 

St.    Flavian.  CM. 

MOST  ancient   of  all  mysteries  ! 

Before  Thy  throne  we  lie; 
Unveil  Thy  glory,  wondrous  Lord,  • 

Most  Holy,  Trinity. 

O  God,  how  marvellous  Thou  art, 

Thy  majesty  how  bright ! 
Resplendent  is  Thy  heavenly  throne 

In  depths  of  huming  light. 

How  grand  are  Thine  eternal  years, 

O  everlasting  Lord  ! 
By  hosts  of  Angels  day  and  night 

Incessantly  adored. 

When  heaven  and  earth  were  yet  unmade,  ■ 

When  time  was  yet  unknown, 
Thou  in  Thy  "bliss  and  majesty 

Didst  live  and  love  alone. 

How   glorious   creation   is, 
The  work  which  Thou  didst  bless; 

And  O   what  then  must  Thou  be  like, 
Eternal  loveliness  ! 

How  wonderful,  how  beautiful, 

The  sight  of  Thee  must  be  ! 
Thine  endless  wisdom,  boundless  power 

And  crystal  purity. 

Most  ancient  of  all  mysteries. 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  Thee; 
Pour  out  Thy  love,  most  gracious  God. 

Most  Holy  Trinity.     Amen. 

tRev.   P.    W.   Paber. 


406  GENERAL  HYMNS 

354 

Chavitns  or   Deerhurst.  8.7.D. 

NEVER  hasting,  never  resting, 

With  a  firm  and  joyous  heart, 
Ever  onward,   constant  tending, 

Act  thou  e'er  a  brave  man's  part; 
With  a  high  and  holy  purpose. 

Doing  all  thou  hast  to  do, 
Seeking  ever  man's  upraising, 

With  the  highest  end  in  view. 

Slowly  moves  the  march  of  ages. 

Slowly  grows  the  forest  king, 
Slowly  to  perfection  cometh 

Every  great  and  glorious  thing; 
Acorns  which  the  winds  have  scattered 

Future  navies  may  provide; 
Thoughts  at  midnight  whispered  softly 

Prove  a  people's  future  guide. 

Such  the  laws  enforced  by  nature 

Since  the  earth  her  course  began, 
Such   to   thee    she  teacheth    daily, 

Eager,  ardent,  restless  man  ! 
Never  hasting,  never  resting, 

Glad  in  peace  and  calm  in  strife. 
Quietly  thyself  preparing 

To  perform  thy  part  in  life. 

Earnest,  hopeful  and  unswerving. 
Weary  though  thou  art  and  faint, 

Never  yield  to  thoughts  despairing, 
Perseverance  makes  the  saint; 


GENERAL  HYMNS  407 

Stuml)leth  lie  who  runneth  quickly, 

Dieth  he  who  standeth  still, 
Not  by  haste  or  rest  can  ever 

Man  his  destiny  fulfil.    Amen. 

Anon. 

355 

Nearer    Home.  D.S.M. 

NO  matter  whence  I  came, 

Nor  whither  I  shall  go, 
The  fact  stands  clear  that  I  am  here 

In  this  world  of  bliss  and  woe; 
And  out  of  the  mist  and  murk 

Another  truth  shines  plain — 
It  is  in  my  power  each  day  and  hour 

To  add  to  its  joy  or  pain. 

I  know  that  the   earth  exists, 

It  is  none  of  my  business  why; 
But  if  there  are  burdens  I  can  lift 

I  am  surely  right  to  try. 
One  life  is  a  brief,  brief  thing; 

I  am  here  for  a  little  space, 
But  while  I  stay  I  should  like,  if  I  may, 

To  brighten  and  cheer  the  place. 

I  find  myself  in  a  home; 

At  least  this  much  is  sure — 
My  duty  is  to  gladden  it. 

To  keep  it  sweet  and  pure. 
How  soon  we  could  raise  the  world, 

How  easily  right  all  wrong, 
If  nobody  shirked  and  each  one  worked 

To  help  his  fellows  along. 


408  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Cease  wondering  why  you   came; 

Search  not  for  faults  and  flaws; 
Rise  up  to-day  in  your  might  and  say 

"I  am  part  of  the  Great  First  Cause." 
However  full  the  world, 

There  is  room  for  an  earnest  man; 
It  had  need  of  me  or  I  should  not  be; 

I  am  here  to  aid  the  plan.    Amen. 

Ella   Wheeler    Wilcox. 

356 

Robur    or    Armour.  8.5.D. 

NOT  a  life  so  mean  and  lowly, 

But,  if  love  he  there, 
Both  ingrowing  and  outflowing, 
May  be  strong  and  fair. 

Love  for  every  unloved  creature, 

Lonely,  poor  or  small; 
'Tis  our  work  to  show  how  truly 
Love  makes  life  for  all. 

Not  a  life  so  high  in  station, 

But  without  love's  breath, 
Neither  giving  nor  receiving, 

Is  a  living  death. 
Love,  etc. 

Love  by  love  alone  is  ripened; 

Hearts  through  it  grow  true; 
Life  is  bounded,  filled  and  rounded, 

By  its  power  to  do. 

Love,  etc.    Amen. 

tEllen   T.    Leonard. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  409 


357 

l^umeu    Verum.  S.M. 

NOT  so  in  haste,  my  heart ! 
Have  faith  in  God,  and  wait; 
Although  He  seems  to  linger  long, 
He  never  comes  too  late. 

He  never  comes  too  late; 
He  knoweth  what  is  hest; 
Vex  not  thyself;  it  is  in  vain; 
Until  He  cometh,  rest. 

Until  He  cometh,  rest; 
Nor  grudge  the  hours  that  roll; 
The  feet  that  wait  for  God — 'tis  they 
Are  soonest  at  the  goal. 

Are  soonest  at  the  goal 
That  is  not  gained  by  speed; 
Then  hold  thee  still,  O  restless  heart, 
For  I  shall  wait  His  lead. 

For  I  shall  wait  His  lead 
And  fill  the  hours  with  praise; 
To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Our  joyous  songs  we  raise.    Amen. 

B,  T. 

358 

Winchesfpr    Old.  CM. 

NOW  let  us  see  Thy  heauty,  Lord, 

As  we  have  seen  hefore; 
And  by  Thy  beauty  quicken  us 

To  love  Thee  and  adore. 


410  GENEEAL  HYMN8 


'Tis  easy  when  with  simple  mind 

Thy  loveliness  we  see. 
To  consecrate  ourselves  afresh 

To  duty  and  to  Thee. 

Our  every   feverish  mood  is   cooled. 

And  gone  is  every  load, 
When  we  can  lose  the  love  of  self. 

And  find  the  love  of  God. 

'Tis  l»y  Thy  loveliness  we're  won  . 

To   home   and   Thee   again. 
And  as  we  are  Thy  children  true 

We  are  more  truly  men. 

Lord,  it  is  coming  to   ourselves 

When  thus  we  come  to  Thee; 
The  bondage  of  Thy  loveliness 

Is  perfect  liberty. 

So  now  we  come  to  ask  again, 

What  Thou  hast  often  given. 
The  vision  of  that  loveliness 

Which  is  the  life  of  heaven.    Amen. 

Rpnjnmin     "Waneh. 
By    permission    of    W.    Garrett    Horder. 


359 

Deo    Gr.Ttias.  fi.7.fi.7.fi.fi.fi.n. 

NOW  thank  we  all  our  God, 

With  heart,   and  hands,  and  voices. 

Who  wondrous  things  hath  done. 
In  Whom  His  world  rejoices; 


GENERAL  HYMNS  411 

Who  from  our  mother's  arms 

Hath  blessed  us  on  our  way 
With  countless  gifts  of  love, 

And  still  is  ours  to-day. 

O  may  this  bounteous  God, 

Through  all  our  life  be  near  us, 
With  ever  joyful  hearts 

And  blessed  peace  to  cheer  us; 
And  keep  us  in  His  grace, 

And  guide  us  when  perplexed, 
And  free  us  from  all  ills 

In  this  world  and  the  next. 

All  praise  and  thanks  to  God 

The  Father  now  be  given, 
The  Son,  and  Him  who  reigns 

With  Them  in  highest  heaven. 
The  One  Eternal  God, 

Whom  earth  and  heaven  adore, 
For  thus  it  was,  is  now. 

And  shall  be  evermore.    Amen. 

Martin    Rinkart     (A.D.    1586),    tr.    by    Catherine    Wink  worth. 

360 

Victory.  8.8.8.4. 

O  BACKWARD-LOOKING  son  of  time  ! 

The  new  is  old,  the  old  is  new, 
The  cycle  of  a  change  sublime 

Still  sweeping  through. 

Our  life  shall  on  and  upward  go; 

The  eternal  step  of  progress  beats 
To  the  great  anthem  calm  and  slow 

Which  God  repeats. 


412  GENERAL  HYMNS 

Though  He  destroy,  He  builds  again; 

A  charmed  life  all  goodness  hath; 
The  tares  may  perish,  but  the  grain 

Is  not   for   death. 

God  works  in  all  things;   all  obey 
His  first  propulsion  from  the  night; 

Wake  thou  and  watch;  the  world  is  grey 
With  morning  light. 

The  father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God  Whom  earth  and  heaven  adore, 

Let  men  and  let  the  Angel  Host 
Praise  evermore.     Amen. 

J.   G.   Whittier. 

361 

St.    Helena.  S.M. 

O  EVERLASTING  Light, 
Giver  of  dawn  and  day, 
Dispeller  of  the  ancient  night 
In  which  creation  lay; 

O  Everlasting  Health, 
From  Whom  all  healing  springs, 
Our  Bliss,  our  Treasure,   and  our  Wealth, 
To  Thee  our  spirit  clings  ! 

O  Everlasting    Truth, 
Truest  of  all  that's  true, 
Sure  Guide  of  erring  age  and  youth, 
Lead  us,   and  teach  us  too  ! 

O  Everlasting  Strength. 
Uphold  us  in  the  way; 
Bring  us,  in  spite  of  foes,  at  length 
To  joy,  and  light,  and  day  ! 


GENEEAL  HYMNS  413 


O  Everlasting  Love, 
Wellspring  of  cheer  and  peace; 
Pour  down  Thy  fullness  from  above, 
Bid  douht  and  trouble  cease. 

To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  ever  "blest, 
The  One  in  Three,  the  Three  in  One, 
Be  endless  praise  addressed.     Amen. 

Dr.    H.    Bonar. 
By   permission    of    James    Nisbet    &   Co.,    Ltd. 

362 

Victory.  8  8.8.4. 

O  GOD,  Sf  good  the  unf  athomed  sea  ! 
Who  would  not  give  his  heart  to  Thee? 
Who  would  not  love  Thee  with  his  might? 
For  Thou  art  Love. 

O  Christ,  the  Lover  of  mankind. 
Who  would  not  his  whole  soul  and  mind, 
With  all  his  strength,  to  Thee  unite? 
For  Thou  art  Love. 

Thou  shin' St  with  everlasting  rays; 
Before  the  insufferable  blaze 

The  Angels  veil  their  starry  eyes; 
For  Thou  art  Love. 

Yet  free  as  air  Thy  bounty  streams 
On  aU  Thy  works;  Thy  Love's  glad  beams 
Diffusive  as  Thy  sun's  arise, 
For  Thou  art  Love. 

High  throned  on  heaven's  eternal  hill, 
In  niunber,  weight,  and  measure  still 
Thou  sweetly  orderest  all  that  is; 
For  Thou  art  Love. 


414  GENEEAL  HYMNS 

Fountain  of  good  !   all  blessing  flows 
From  Thee;   no  want  Thy  fullness  knows; 
Thou   art  Thyself   eternal   bliss, 
For  Thou  art  Love. 

O  God,  of  good  the  unfathomed  sea  ! 
Who  would  not  give -his  heart  to  Thee? 
Who  would  not  love  Thee  with  his  might? 
For  Thou  art  Love. 

O  Christ  the  Lover  of  mankind. 
Who  would  not  his  whole  soul  and  mind. 
With  all  his  strength,  to  Thee  unite? 
For  Thou  art  Love.    Amen. 

Angelus     Silesius    (A.D.     1624),    tr.    by    J.    Wesley. 

363 

Spohr.  CM. 

O  GOD  of  Truth,  Whose  living  word 

Upholds  whate'er  hath   breath. 
Deceit  and   error  hold  Thy  world 

Fast  in  a  grip  of  death. 

Set  up  Thy  standard.  Lord,  that  they 

Who  claim  a  heavenly  birth 
May  march  with  Thee  to  smite  the  lies 

That  vex  Thy  beauteous  earth. 

Lord,  we  would  join  that  blest  array, 

And  follow  In  the  might 
Of  Him.  the  Faithful   and  the  True, 

In  raiment  clean  and  white. 

Who  fights  for  truth  must  needs  be  true; 

If  we  Thine  ensign  bear. 
Shed  Thy  strong  light  within  our  hearts 

To  slay  the  falsehood  there. 


GENERAL  HY^rN8  415 


Tried  by  that  light  as  in  the  fire, 

From  every  lie  set  free, 
Thy  perfect  truth  shall  dwell  in  us, 

And  we  shall  live  in  Thee. 

O  God  of  Truth,  let  truth  prevail; 

Then  all  the  world  shall  raise 
To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost 

A  mighty  hymn  of  praise.     Amen. 

JT.    Ifughes. 

364 

St.    Anne.  CM. 

O  GOD,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come. 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 

And  our  eternal  home; 

Beneath  the  shadow  of  Thy  Throne, 
Thy  Saints  have  dwelt  secure; 

Sufficient  is  Thine  Arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

Before  the  hills  in  order  stood. 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  Thou  art  God, 

To  endless  years  the  Same, 

A  thousand  ages  in  Thy  sight 

Are  like  an  evening  gone, 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 

Before  the  rising  sun. 

Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away; 
They  fly  forgotten,  as  a  dream 

Dies  at  the  opening  day. 


41 G      .  GENERAL  HYMNS 


O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  Thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 

And  our  eternal  home.     Amen. 

Dr.  Isaac  Watts. 

365 

Freeh    or    St.   Francis.  CM. 

O  GOD  !    Whose  thoughts  are  brightest  light, 

Whose  love  runs  always  clear, 
To  Whose  kind  wisdom  sinning  souls 

Amidst  their  sins  are  dear  ! 
Sweeten  our  bitter-thoughted  hearts 

With  charity  like  Thine, 
Till  self  shall  be  the  only  spot 

On  earth  which  does  not  shine. 

Hard-heartedness  dwells  not  with  souls 
Roimd  whom  Thine  arms  are  drawn; 

And  dark  thoughts  fade  away  in  love. 
Like  cloud-spots  in  the  dawn. 

When  we  ourselves  least  kindly  are, 

We  deem  the  world  unkind; 
Dark  hearts,  in  flowers  where  honey  lies, 

Only   the   poison  find. 

But  they  have  caught  the  way  of  God, 

To  whom  self  lies  displayed 
In  such  clear  vision  as  to  cast    ^ 

O'er  others'  faults  a  shade. 
All  bitterness  is  from  oiu'selves, 

All  sweetness  is  from  Thee; 
My  God  !   for  evermore  be  Thou 

Fountain  and  fire  in  me  !     Amen. 

tRev.   F.   W.   Faber. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  417 


366 

Kocher.  7.6.7.6. 

O  HAPPY  band  of  pilgrims, 

If  onward  ye  will  tread 
With  Christ  our  Lord  as  Leader, 

To  Christ  our  Lord  as  Head  ! 

O  happy  if  ye  labour 

As  He  hath  done  for  men; 
O  happy  if  ye  love  them 

As  He  hath  loved  them  then  ! 

The  Faith  by  which  ye  see  Him, 
The  Hope  in  which  ye  yearn, 

The  Love  that  through  all  troubles 
To  Him  alone  will  turn; 

What  are  they  but  His  heralds 

To  lead  you  to  His  sight? 
What  are  they  save  the  effluence 

Of  uncreated  Light? 

The  trials  that  beset  you, 

The  sorrows  ye  endure, 
The  manifold  temptations 

That  death  alone  can  cure; 

What  are  they  but  His  jewels 

Of  right   celestial  worth? 
What  are  they  but  a  ladder 

Set  up  to  heaven  on  earth? 

O  happy  band  of  pilgrims, 

Look  upward  to  the  skies, 
Where  such  a  light  affliction 

Shall  win  so  great  a  prize. 


US  CiEXEEAL  HYMNS 

O   happy  band   of  pilgrims. 

Give  glory  to   your  Lord. 
With  Father  and  with  Spirit 

As  Three  in  One  adored.     Amen. 

$Dr.  J.   M.   Neale. 

367 

Angelus.  L.M. 

O  HEART  of  Pity,  move  in  me 

Compassion  for  the  sick  or  sad, 
The  weak,  the  fallen  everywhere — 

Yea,  whether  they  be  good  or  bad. 

O  Heart  of  Happiness,  inspire 
Joy  in  the  meanest  thing's  delight, 

Whether  the  pleasure  be  of  earth 
Or  won  from  out  the  Heart  of  Light. 

O  Heart  of  Love,  Thou  Flame  divine, 
Burn  lovelessness  and  self  from  me, 

That  all  my  thoughts  may  be  of  love 
And  men  may  feel  the  glow  of  Thee. 

O  Heart  of  Calm  and  utter  Peace, 
I  know  that  wrongs  will  not  remain; 

They  are  but  fcfrces  gone  astray 
Which  turn  and  come  to  Thee  again. 

O  Heart  of  Life,  great  Three  in  One, 

Thee  will  I  worship  and  adore; 
Thrice  Holy,  Father,  Spirit,  Son, 

O  make  me  love  Thee  more  and  more  !    Amen. 

tBeatrix. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  419 

368 

Verulam  or   Yorkshire.  10s.    (six    lines). 

O  HOLY  Church,  we  love  the  influence  shed 
Upon  us  when  thy  peaceful  courts  we  tread; 
Within  thine  aisles  we  hreathe  a  higher  air, 
We  thrill  responsive  to  the  Presence  there; 
Before  the  Throne  of  Light  and  Love  we  stand, 
And  catch  a  glimpse  into  the  Spirit  Land. 

Thoughts,  feelings,  flashes,  glimpses  come  and  go. 
Words  are  inadequate  their  joy  to  show; 
Wrapt  in  this  cloud  of  light  we  seem  to  he 
Awhile  what  we  would  be  eternally. 
We  fain  would  stay  upon  this  heavenly  hill 
And  in  its  atmosphere  would  linger  still. 

We  take  it  with  us  when  we  homeward  go 
To  daily  life  and  duty  there  helow; 
While  here  the  hliss  of  higher  joy  we  share 
The  plough  lies  waiting  in  the  furrow  there; 
Here  seek  we  God,  that  we  may  know  His  Will, 
There  must  we  do  it — serve  Him,  seek  Him  still. 

If  man  aspire  to  reach  the  Throne  of  God 
The  dull  brown  plains  of  earth  must  first  be  trod 
Who  best  performs  the  lowly  duties  here 
Will  mount  the  highest  in  a  nobler  sphere. 
At  God's  own  Feet  all  spirits  seek  their  rest, 
And  he  is  nearest  Him  who  serves  Him  best. 

O  Christ  our  Lord,  Thy  Church's  glorious  Head, 
Her  Priest,  her  Teacher,  and  her  Living  Bread, 
We  praise  Thee,  bless  Thee,  love  Thee  evermore  ! 
For  evermore  we  worship  and  adore 
The  Triune  God,  the  Father  and  the  Son 
And  Holy  Ghost,  with  Them  in  glory  One.    Amen. 

Based  on   Samuel   Greg. 


420  GENERAL  HYMNS 


369 

Faith    or    Stella.  S";.     (six    lines). 

O  LIGHT.  Whose  beams  iUumine  all 
From  twilight  dawn  to  perfect  day, 

Shine  Thou  before  the  shadows  fall 
That  lead  our  wandering  feet  astray; 

At  mom  and  eve  Thy  radiance  pour, 

That  youth  may  love,  and  age  adore. 

O  Way,  through  Whom  our  souls  draw  near 

To  yon  eternal  home  of  peace, 
Where  perfect  love  shall  cast  out  fear, 

And  earth's  vain  toil  and  wandering  cease; 
In  strength  or  weakness  may  we  see 
Our  heavenward  path,  O  Lord,  through  Thee. 

O  Truth,  before  Whose  shrine  we  bow, 
Thou  priceless  pearl  for  all  who  seek, 

To  Thee  our  earliest  strength  we  vow, 
Thy  love  will  bless  the  pure  and  meek; 

When  dreams  or  mists  beguile  our  sight. 

Turn  Thou  our  darkness  into  light. 

O  Life,  the  well  that  ever  flows 
To  slake  the  thirst  of  those  that  faint, 

Thy  power  to  bless  what  Seraph  knows? 
Thy  joy  supreme  what  words  can  paint? 

In  earth's  last  hour  of  fleeting  breath 

Be  Thou  our  Conqueror  over  death. 

O  Light,  O  Way.'  O  Truth,  O  Life. 

O  Master,  bom  mankind  to  save, 
Give  Thou  Thy  peace  in  deadliest  strife, 

Shed  Thou  Thy  calm  on  stormiest  wave, 
Thou  art  our  Hope,  our  Joy.  our  Head, 
Lord  of  the  living  and  the  dead.  -Amen. 

Dean   E.    H.    Plumptre. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  421 


370 

St.    Alban   or   Bridehead.  8  8.6.D. 

O  LOBD,  how  happy  should  we  be 
If  we  could  cast  our  care  on  Thee, 

If  we  from  self  could  rest; 
And  feel  at  heart  that  One  above, 
In  perfect  wisdom,  perfect  love, 

Is  working  for  the  best. 

We  cannot  trust  Thee  as  we  should; 
So  chafes  weak  nature's  restless  mood 

To  cast  its  peace  away; 
But  birds  and  flowerets  round  us  preach. 
All,  all  the  present  evil  teach 

Sufacient  for  the  day. 

Lord,  may  these  faithless  hearts  of  ours 
Such  lessons  learn  from  birds  and  flowers 

That  they  from  self  may  cease; 
Leave  all  things  to  Thy  holy  will, 
And  taste,  before  Thee  lying  stiU, 

E'en  in  affliction,  peace. 

O  Father,  glorious  King  of  Light, 
So  far  beyond  our  mortal  sight, 

We  trust  Thee  utterly, 
Whom  with  Thy  holy  Son  we  bless. 
And  with  the  Paraclete  confess 

One  God  in  Persons  Three.    Amen. 

tJosepli    Anstice. 


422  GENERAL  HYMNS 

371 

Benares.  9.8.9.8.8  8. 

O  LORD  of  hosts,  all  heaven  possessing, 
Behold  us  from  Thy  sapphire  throne, 

In  doubt  and  darkness  dimly  guessing. 
We  might  Thy  glory  half  have  known; 

But  Thou  in  Christ  hast  made  us  Thine, 

And  on  us  all  Thy  beauties  shine. 

Illumine  all,  disciples,  teachers, 
Thy  law's  deep  wonders  to  unfold; 

With  reverent  hand  let  wisdom's  preachers 
Bring  forth  their  treasures,  new  and  old; 

Let  oldest,  youngest,  find  in  Thee 

Of  truth  and  love  the  boundless  sea. 

Let  faith  still  light  the  lamp  of  science, 
And  knowledge  pass  from  truth  to  truth, 

And  wisdom,  in  its  full  reliance, 
Renew  the  primal  awe  of  youth; 

So  holier,  wiser,  may  we  grow. 

As  time's  swift  currents  onward  flow. 

Bind  Thou  our  life  in  fullest  union 
With  all  Thy  saints  from  sin  set  free; 

Uphold  us  in  that  blest  communion 
Of  all  Thy  saints  on  earth  with  Thee; 

Keep  Thou  our  souls,  or  there  or  here, 

In  mightiest  love  that  casts  out  fear. 

O  Father  God.  Whose  vast  designing 
Hath  made  the  worlds  in  which  we  live, 

O  God  the  Son,  Whose  Love  is  shining 
On  those  whose  life  that  Love  did  give. 

O  Spirit,  Who  Thy  Fire  dost  pour. 

We  praise  and  love  Thee  evermore.    Amen. 

Desn   E.    H.  Plumptrc. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  423 


372 

Bethlehem    Shepherds    or    Noel.  D.C.M. 

O  LORD,  Who  taught  to  us  on  earth 

This  lesson  from  above, 
That  all  our  works  are  nothing  worth 

Unless  they  spring  from  love; 
Send  down  Thine  unction  from  on  high, 

And  pour  in  all  our  hearts 
That  precious  gift  of  charity 

Which  peace  and  joy  imparts. 

The  healing  balm,  the  holy  oil 

Which  calms  the  waves  of  strife; 
The  drop  which  sweetens  every  toil, 

The  breath  of  our  nev/  life. 
Without  this  blessed  bond  of  pea<;e 

God  counts  the  living  dead; 
O  Lord,  in  us  may  it  increase 

Through  Christ,  the  living  Head  ! 

Heal  our  divisions,  banish  hate 

From  lips  that  should  speak  peace; 
Let  jealousy  and  strife  abate, 

And  only  love  increase. 
O  Father,  Who  dost  reign  above, 

O  Christ,  co-equal  Son, 
O  Holy  Spirit,  Fire  of  Love. 

To  Thee  be  honour  done  !     Amen. 

tRichard    Massie. 

373 

Walton.  L.M. 

O  LOVE  Divine,  Whose  constant  beam 
Shines  on  the  eyes  that  will  not  see, 

And  waits  to  bless  us,  while  we  dream 
Through  life  with  scarce  a  thought  of  Thee; 


424  GENERAL  HYMNS 


All  souls  that  struggle  and  aspire, 
All  hearts  that  love  by  Thee  are  lit, 

And,  dim  or  clear.  Thy  tongues  of  fire 
On  dusky  tribes   and  ages   sit. 

Nor  bounds,  nor  clime,  nor  creed  Thou  know'st; 

Wide  as  our  need  Thy  favours  fall; 
The  white  wings  of  the  Holy  Ghost 

Stoop  unseen  o'er  the  heads  of  all. 

O  Beauty  !  old,  yet  ever  new. 

Eternal   voice,   and   inward  word, 
The  Logos  of  the  Greek  and  Jew. 

The  music  which  the  Samian  heard  ! 

Truth  which  the  sage  and  prophet  saw. 

Long  sought  without,  but  found  within, 
The  law  of  Love  beyond  all  law, 

The  Life  o'erflooding  death  and  sin. 

Shine,  Light  of  God  !  our  dazzled  eyes 

Can  never  see  Thee  as  Thou  art; 
Yet  help  us  more  to  realize 

How  all-embracing  is  Thy  Heart. 

O  Love  Divine,  Thine  Angel-host 

For  ever  worships  Thee,  its  Sun, 
The  Father,   Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Thee  shall  we  praise  while  ages  run.    Amen. 

+J.    G.    Whittier. 

374 

Quam  Dilecta.  6.G.G.G. 

O  LOVE  that  casts  out  fear, 

O  Love  that  casts  out  sin. 
Tarry  no  more  without. 

But  come  and  dwell  within. 


aENERAL  HYMNS  425 

True  Sunlight  of  the  soul, 

Surround  me  as  I  go; 
So  shall  my  way  he  safe, 

My  feet  no  strasring  know. 

Great  Love  of  God,  come  in; 

Wellspring  of  heavenly  peace, 
Thou  Living  Water,  come, 

Spring  up,  and  never  cease. 

Love  of  the  Living  God, 

Of  Father,  and  of  Son, 
Love  of  the  Holy  Ghost, 

Fill  Thou  each  needy  one.    Amen. 


By  permission    of    James    Nisbet    &   Co.,    Ltd. 


Dr.    H.    Bonar. 


375 

St.    Margaret.  8.8.8  8.6. 

0  LOVE,  that  wilt  not  let  me  go, 
I  rest  my  weary  soul  in  Thee; 

1  give  Thee  hack  the  life  I  owe. 
That  in  Thine  ocean  depths  its  flow 

May  richer,  fuller  be. 

O  Light,  that  followest  all  my  way, 

I  yield  my  flickering  torch  to  Thee; 
My  heart  restores  its  borrowed  ray, 
That,  in  Thy  sunshine's  blaze,  its  day 
May  brighter,  fairer  be. 

0  Joy,  that  seekest  me  through  pain, 
I  cannot  close  my  heart  to  Thee; 

1  trace  the  rainbow  through  the  rain. 
And  feel  the  promise  is  not  vain 

That  morn   shall  tearless  be. 


426  GENERAL  HYMNS 

0  Cross,  that  liftest  up  my  head, 
I  wUl  not  ask  to  fly  from  Thee; 

1  lay  in  dust  life's  glory  dead, 

And  from  the  ground  there  hlossoms  red 
Life  that  shall  endless  be.     Amen, 

Rcr.    G.   Mathcson. 

376 

Aurelia    or   Day  of   Rest.  7.6.D. 

0  MASTER,   I    have  promised 
To   serve  Thee   to  the   end; 

Be   Thou  for  ever  near  me, 
My  Helper   and  my  Friend; 

1  shall  not  fear  the  battle 
If   Thou   art   by  my    side. 

Nor   wander   from   the   pathway 
If   Thou   wilt   be  my   Guide. 

0  let  me  feel  Thee  near  me; 
The   world    is  ever   near; 

1  see  the  sights  that  dazzle, 
The  tempting  sounds  I  hear; 

My   foes    are   ever    near    me, 

Around    me    and   within; 
But  in  Thy  holy   presence, 
•:.    I  shield  my  soul  from  sin. 

O   let  me  hear  Thee   speaking 

In   accents    clear  and    still. 
Above   the   storms   of   passion. 

The   miu:murs   of    self-will; 
O    speak   to   re-assure  me, 

To   hasten    or   control; 
O  speak  sweet  words  of   counsel. 

Thou   Guardian   of   my   soul. 


G ENSEAL  HYMNS  427 


O  Master,   Thou  hast  promised 

To  all  who  follov/  Thee, 
That  where   Thou  art  in  glory 

There  shall  Thy   servants  be; 
And,   Master,  I  have  promised 

To  serve   Thee   to   the  end; 
May  I  find   strength   to    follow 

My  Master   and   my  Friend. 

O  let  me  see  Thy  foot-marks, 

And  in  them  plant  mine   own; 
My   hope    to    follow    duly 

Is  in    Thy   strength    alone. 
O   guide  me,    call   me,    draw  me, 

Uphold  me  to   the    end; 
And  then  in  bliss  receive  me, 

My   Master    and    my   Friend.      Amen. 

$Rev.   J.   E.    Bode. 

377 

St.  Denio  or   Winter  tlian   .Snow    (omitting  Refrain)  lis.    (Iambic) 

O  MASTER,  we  long  to  be  working  for  Thee, 
To  bear  some  small  part  in  this  plan  that  we  see, 
Thy  wonderful  plan  for  the  helping  of  men 
Proclaiming  the  true  Ancient  Wisdom  again. 

What  part  can  we  play  in  so  high  an  emprise? 
Each  man  can  give  aid  if  he  earnestly  tries; 
The  Lord  of  the  Universe,  Father  of  Light, 
Invites  us  our  efforts  with  His  to  unite. 

His  strength  is  Almighty,  and  ours  is  as  naught; 
With  wonder  we  gaze  on  the  works  He  hath  wrought; 
Yet  He  will  accept  each  attempt  that  we  make 
To  succour  our  comrades  for  brotherhood's  sake. 


428  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Our  acts  are  but  clumsy,  our  lights  are  but  dim, 
How  can  we  begin  to  be  useful  to  Him? 
Be  pure  as  the  crystal,  to  mirror  His  face; 
Be  emptied  of  self,  to  be  filled  with  His  grace. 

All  thought  of  yourselves  lay  ye  wholly  aside, 
Embrace  ye  the  world  in  your  S3rmpathy  wide; 
Enlighten  your  path  with  your  strong  common-sense, 
And  live,  neither  giving  nor  taking  offence. 

Keen,  watching  for  openings  to  help,  shall  ye  live, 
Your  object  in  life  not  to  get,  but  to  give; 
Reflecting  the  radiance  that  shines  from  above, 
Your  heart  a  pure  channel  for  Infinite  Love. 

Thus  tread  ye  the  path  which  our  Master  hath  trod, 
Forth  showing  the  will  and  the  purpose  of  God; 
Be  sure  He  will  use  you  to  further  His  plan, 
To  help  in  displaying  God's  love  unto  man. 

O  praise  we  the  Father,  Who  reigneth  above; 
O  praise  we  the  Son,  the  Incarnated  Love; 
O  praise  we  the  Spirit,  the  Splendour  of  Flame; 
O  Triune  Almighty,  all  praise  to  Thy  Name.   Amen. 

C.W.L. 
Tune    12fi   in    Sarred    Songs    and    Solos    is   also    suitable. 

378 

Missionary.  7.6.D. 

O  MASTER,  when  Thou  callest 
No  voice  may  say  Thee  nay. 

For  blest  are  they  that  follow 
Where  Thou  dost  lead  the  way; 


^: 


GENEEAL   HYMNS  429 

In  freshest  prime  of  morning, 

Or  fullest  glow  of  noon, 
The  note  of  heavenly  warning 

Can  never  come  too  soon. 

O  Master,  where  Thou  callest 

No  foot  may  shrink  in  fear, 
For  they  who  trust  Thee  wholly 

Shall  find  Thee  ever  near; 
And  chamber  still  and  lonely 

Or  busy  harvest  field, 
Where  Thou,  Lord,  rulest  only. 

Shall  precious  produce  yield. 

O  Master,  whom  Thou  callest 

No  heart  may  dare  refuse; 
'Tis  honour,  highest  honour. 

When  Thou  dost  deign  to  use 
Our  brightest  and  our  fairest. 

Our  dearest — all  are  Thine; 
Thou  Who  for  each  one  carest, 

We  hail  Thy  love's  design. 

They  who  go  forth  to  serve  Thee. 

We  too,  who  serve  at  home, 
May  watch  and  work  together 

Until  Thy  Kingdom  come; 
In  Thee  for  aye  united, 

Our  song  of  hope  we  raise, 
Till  that  blest  shore  is  sighted, 

Where  all  shall  turn  to  praise.    Amen. 

Sarah  G.  Stock. 


4^.0  0EXET7AT.  HYMNS 


379 

Hanover    or   Houghton.  10.10.11.11. 

O  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  praise  Him  in  the  height; 
Rejoice  in  His  Word,  ye  Angels  of  light; 
Ye  heavens,  adore  Him  by  Whom  ye  were  made, 
And  worship  before  Him.  in  brightness  arrayed. 

O  praise  ye  the  Lord,  praise  Him  upon  earth, 

In  tuneful  accord,  ye  sons  of  new  birth; 

Praise  Him  Who  hath  brought  you  His  grace  from  above, 

Praise  Him  who  hath  taught  you  to  sing  of  His  love. 

O  praise  ye  the  Lord,  all  things  that  give  soimd; 
Each  jubilant  chord,  re-echo  around; 
Loud  organs,  His  glory  forth  tell  in  deep  tone, 
And  sweet  harp,  the  story  of  what  He  hath  done. 

O  praise  ye  the  Lord  !    Thanksgiving  and  song 

To  Him  be  outpoured  all  ages  along; 

For  love  in  creation,  for  heaven  restored. 

In  high  jubilation  O  praise  ye  the  Lord.    Amen. 

Sir   H.   W.   Baker. 


380 

St.    Gabriel.  8  8  8.4. 

O  SELF  of  All,  Thou  central  Sun, 
Thou  art  the  Father,  Spirit,  Son. 
Thou  art  the  mystic  Three  in  One. 
The  Self  Divine. 

O  may  Thy  light  for  ever  flow, 
Spread  far  and  wide  through  realms  below, 
Till  all  the  worlds  the  Self  shall  know, 
The  Self  Divine. 


GENEEAL  HYMNS  431 


Lead  us  upon  tlie  narrow  way, 
Keep  us,  that  we  may  never  stray, 
But  seek  Thee  ever  day  by  day. 
Thou  Self  Divine. 

Touch  Thou  our  hearts  with  living  fire, 
That  we  may  hum  with  strong  desire, 
To  find  Thee,  who  to  Thee  aspire, 
Thou  Self  Divine. 

Thou  art  the  spirit  in  each  heart, 
O  may  we  never  from  Thee  part, 
But  find  and  know  Thee  as  Thou  art, 
O  Self  Divine. 

O  Self  of  All,  Thou  central  Sun, 
Thou  art  the  Father,  Spirit,  Son, 
Thou  art  the  mystic  Three  in  One, 
The  Self  Divine.    Amen. 

M.    Brighf. 

381 

Ernan.  \j.M. 

O  SOURCE  divine,  and  Life  of  all, 
The  Fount  of  being's  wondrous  sea  ! 

Thy  depth  would  every  heart  appal 
That  saw  not  Love  Supreme  in  Thee. 

We  cannot  grasp  Thy  great  abyss, 
Where  worlds  on  worlds  eternal  brood; 

We  know  Thee  truly  but  in  this. 
That  Thou  bestowest  all  our  good. 

Great  Lord  of  boundless  time  and  space, 
O,  grant  us  still  in  Thee  to  dwell. 

And  through  the  ceaseless  web  to  trace 
Thy  presence  working  all  things  well  ! 


432  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Nor  let  Thou  life's  delightful  play 
Thy  truth's  transcendent  vision  hide; 

Nor  strength  and  gladness  lead  astray 
From  Thee,  our  nature's  only  Guide. 

Bestow  on  every  joyous  thrill 

Thy  deeper  tones  of  reverent  awe; 

Make  pure  Thy  children's  erring  will, 
And  teach  their  hearts  to  love  Thy  law. 

Great  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Blest  Trinity  Whom  all  adore, 
Commander  of  the  Angel  Host, 

We  love  Thee  ever  more  and  more.    Amen. 

tJohn  Sterling. 

382 

Sandon.  10.4.10.4.10  10. 

O  STAR  of  Love,  O  Star  of  Love  Divine, 

Light  Thou  our  way; 
That  we  may  find  Thee,  know  Thee,  see  Thee  shine, 

Send  out  one  ray, 
That  we  may  follow  Thee  through  all  our  days. 
And   sing  Thy   praise.   0    Star,  and   sing  Thy   praise. 

O   Star  of   Peace,    O   Star   of   endless  peace. 

Shine  on  us  all, 
That  we  may  watch  for  Thee  and  never  cease 

To  heed  Thy  call; 
For  Thou  dost  know  us;   seek  we  all  our  days. 
To  sing  Thy  praise.  O   Star,  to  sing  Thy  praise. 

O  Star  of  Joy.  O  Star  of  Joy  most  fair. 
Send  out  Thy  light; 


GENERAL  HYMNS  433 

That  we  may  seek  Thee,  find  Thee  everywhere, 

Shine  through  our  night, 
That  we  may  find  Thee,  know  Thee  all  our  days. 
And  sing  Thy  praise,  O  Star,  and  sing  Thy  praise.    Amen. 

M.    Bright. 

383 

Prospect.  Irregular. 

O  TO  have  dwelt  in  Bethlehem 

When  the  Star  of  the  Lord  shone  bright, 
To  have  sheltered  the  holy  Wanderers 

On  that  blessed  Christmas  night; 
To  have  kissed  the  tender  way-worn  feet 

Of  the  Mother  undefiled. 
And  with  reverent  wonder  and  deep  delight, 

To  have  tended  the  Holy  Child  ! 

Hush  !  such  a  glory  was  not  for  thee, 

But  that  care  may  still  be  thine; 
Are  there  not  little  ones  still  to  aid 

For  the  sake  of  the  Child  Divine? 
Are  there  no  wandering  pilgrims  now 

To  thy  heart  and  thy  home  to  take? 
Are  there  no  mothers  whose  weary  hearts 

You  can  comfort  for  Mary's  sake? 

O  to  have  knelt  at  the  Master's  Feet 

And  have  learnt  His  heavenly  lore, 
To  have  heard  the  gentle  lessons  He  taught 

On  mountain  and  sea  and  shore  ! 
While  the  rich  and  the  mighty  knew  Him  not, 

To  have  meekly  done  His  Will  ! 
Hush  !  for  the  world  rejects  Him,  yet 

You  can  serve  and  love  Him  still. 


434  GENERAL  HYMNS 


O  to  have  seen  wliat  we  now  adore, 

And,  though  veiled  to  faithless  sight, 
To  have  known  in  the  Form  that  the  Master  wore 

The  Lord  of  Life  and  Light ! 
Hush  !  for  He  dwells  among  us  still, 

For  His  Word  can  ne'er  deceive; 
Go  where  His  lowly  Altars  rise. 

And  worship  and  believe.     Amen. 

tAdelaidc    A.    i'rocter. 

384 

Melita.  8s.    (six  lines). 

O  WONDROUS  radiant  golden  Light, 

That  floodest  earth  and  sky  and  sea, 
That  reachest  far  into  the  night, 
Thou  wakest  us  to  seek  for  Thee, 

That  we  may  find  Thee,  Lord  of  All, 
Before  Whose  feet  the  Angels  fall. 

O  wondrous  rosy  Star  of  Love, 

That  shinest  o'er  our  darkened  way. 
Pour  out  Thy  beams,  and  from  above 
Light  all  om:  hearts  with  one  great  Ray, 

That  we  may  see  Thee,  Lord  of  All. 
Before  Whose  feet  the  Angels  fall. 

O  wondrous  glowing  Fire  divine, 

That  bumest  all  earth's  dross  away. 
Burn  in  our  hearts,  that  love  like  Thine 
May  bring  us  all  to  that  glad  day 

When  we  shall  know  Thee,  Lord  of  All, 
Before  Whose  feet  the  Angels  fall. 


GENEEAL  HYMNS  435 

All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 

All  glory,  radiant  Son,  to  Thee, 
All  glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost 
From  all  Thy  saints'  triumphant  host; 

So  may  we  hymn  Thee,  Lord  of  All, 
Before  Whose  feet  the  Angels  fall.   Amen. 

M.    Bright. 

385 

Hanover.  10  10.11   11. 

O  WORSHIP  the  King  all-glorious  ahove; 
O  gratefully  sing  His  power  and  His  love; 
Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient  of  days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendour  and  girded  with  praise. 

O  tell  of  His  might,  O  sing  of  His  grace, 
Whose  rohe  is  the  light,  whose  canopy  space; 
His  chariots  of  glory  the  thunder- clouds  form, 
And  dark  is  His  path  on  the  wings  of  the  storm. 

The  earth  with  its  store  of  wonders  untold, 
Almighty,  Thy  power  hath  founded  of  old; 
Hath  'stablished  it  fast  by  a  changeless  decree. 
And  round  it  hath  cast,  like  a  mantle,  the  sea. 

Thy  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  recite? 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the  light; 
Its  streams  from  the  hills,  it  descends  to  the  plain, 
^    And  sweetly  distils  in  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

O  measureless  Might,  ineffable  Love, 
While  Angels  delight  to  hymn  Thee  above. 
Thy  loving  creation,  though  feeble  their  lays. 
With  true  adoration  shall  sing  to  Thy  praise. 


436  GENERAL  HYMNS 


O  Father  and  Son,  and  Spirit  above, 
We  pledge  Thee  our  trust,  our  worship  and  love; 
Thy  kindness  how  tender,  how  firm  to  the  end, 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Inspirer  and  Friend  !    Amen. 

tSir  R.   Grant. 

386 

I.ugano.  8.7.D. 

O'ER  the  earth  the  dawn  is  breaking, 

Angels  whisper  through  the  gloom, 
Man  from  his  long  sleep  is  waking 

To  the  life  beyond  the  tomb. 
Let  us  then  be  all  united, 

One  great  army  of  the  free, 
And  the  watchword  on  our  banner — 

Union  strong  with  liberty  ! 
All  around  the  fields  are  whitening. 

For  truth's  golden  harvest  near; 
All  around  men  need  enlightening, 

They  no  longer  death  shall  fear. 
Let  us  then  be  up  and  doing, 

Gather  round,  where'er  they  be, 
Every  soul  who  truth  is  seeking — 

Union  strong  with  liberty  ! 
Bigotry  and  hate  are  falling, 

Man  is  freed  from  every  chain; 
Angel  voices  now  are  calling — 

'  •  When  we  die  we  live  again  !  * ' 
Rich  and  poor,  and  great  and  humble,  • 

Swell  the  army  of  the  free; 
Mortals  join  with  those  departed — 

Loving  light  and  liberty  !     Amen. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  437 


387 

I  niversity    College.  7s. 

OFT  in  danger,  oft  in  woe, 
Onward,  Christians,  onward  go; 
Bear  the  toil,  maintain  the  strife. 
Strengthened  with  the  Bread  of  Life  ! 

Let  not  sorrow  dim  your  eye, 
Soon  shall  every  tear  he  dry; 
Let  not  fears  your  course  impede, 
Great  your  strength,  if  great  your  need. 

Let  your  drooping  hearts  be  glad; 
March  in  heavenly  armour  clad; 
Fight,  nor  think  the  hattle  long. 
Soon  shall  victory  wake  your  song. 

Onward  then  in  hattle  move; 
More  than  conquerors  ye  shall  prove; 
Though  opposed  by  many  a  foe, 
Christian  soldiers,  onward  go  ! 

Hymns  of  glory  and  of  praise. 
Father,  unto  Thee  we  raise; 
Christ  our  Master,  praise  to  Thee 
With  the  Spirit  ever  be.    Amen. 

H.  K.  White  and  others. 

388 

liesthorp.  8.7.D. 

ONE  by  one  the  sands  are  flowing, 

One  by  one  the  moments  fall. 
Some  are  coming,  some  are  going, 

Try  to  make  the  best  of  all. 


438  GENERAL  HYMNS 


One  by  one  thy  duties  wait  thee; 

Let  thy  whole  strength  go  to  each; 
Let  no  future  dreams  elate  thee; 

Learn  thou  first  what  these  can  teach. 

One  by  one  thy  griefs  shall  meet  thee; 

Do  not  fear  an  arm^d  band; 
One  will  fade  as  others  greet  thee — 

Shadows,  passing  through  the  land. 
Do  not  linger  in  regretting, 

Or  for  passing  hours  despond. 
Nor.  the  daily  task  forgetting. 

Look  too  eagerly  beyond. 

Every  hour  that  flies  so  slowly 

Has  its  task  to  do  or  bear; 
Luminous  the  crown  and  holy 

When  each  gem  is  set  with  care. 
One  by  one  the  sands  are  flowing. 

One  by  one  the  moments  fall, 
Some  are  coming,  some  are  going. 

Try  to  make  the  best  of  all.    Amen. 

tAdelaide    A.    Procter. 

389 

Hursley.  L.M. 

ONE  LORD  there  is,  all  Lords  above; 
His  Name  is  Truth,  His  Name  is  Love; 
His  Name  is  Beauty,  it  is  Light; 
His  Will  is  everlasting  right. 

But  unto  wrong,  what  is  His  Name? 
Our  Lord  is  a  Consuming  Flame 
To  every  wrong  beneath  the  sun; 
He  is  our  Lord,  the  Holy  One. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  439 

Lord  of  the  everlasting  Name, 
Trutli,   Beauty,   Light,    Consuming   Flame, 
Shall   I  not  lift  my  heart  to  Thee, 
And  ask  Thee,  Lord,  to  rule  in  me? 

If  I  he  ruled  in  other  wise 

My  lot  is  cast  with  all  that  dies, 

With  things  that  harm,  and  things  that  hate, 

And  roam  hy  night,  and  miss  the  gate — 

The  happy  gate,  which  leads  to  where 
Love  is  like  sunshine  in  the  air, 
And  Love  and  Law  are  hoth  the  same, 
Named  with  an  everlasting  Name. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  hlessings  flow, 
Praise  Him  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  Host, 
Praise  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost.     Amen. 

tW.    B.    Rands. 

390 

Leweg.  8.7.8.7.8.7. 

ONE  Thy  Light,  the  Temple  filling 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy  Three; 
Men  on  earth  and  brightest  Angels 

Wait  alike  the  word  from  Thee; 
Highest  musings,  lowliest  worship, 

Must  their  preparation  be. 

When  Thou  speakest,  may  we  listen; 

From  the  glory  comes  a  Voice: 
Who  accepts  our  Master's  mission? 

Who  will  make  Christ's  work  his  choice? 
Who  for  Him  proclaim  to  sinners, 

Turn,  reform,  endure,  rejoice? 


440  GENilEAL  HYMNS 


Here  are  we,  great  Master,  send  us  ! 

But  because  Thy  work  is  fire, 
And  our  hearts,  not  yet  perfected, 

Reach  but  rarely  high  desire; 
Send  Thy  Seraph  from  the  Altar 

Glorious  in  his  bright  attire. 

Cause  him,  Lord,  to  fly  full  swiftly 

With  the  mystic  coal  in  hand, 
Sin-consuming,  soul-transforming 

(Faith  and  love  will  understand); 
Touch  our  lips.  O  loving  Master, 

With  Thine  own  keen  healing  brand. 

Thou  didst  come  that  fire  to  kindle; 

Fain  would  we  Thy  torches  prove. 
Far  and  wide  Thy  beacons  lighting 

With  the  undying  spark  of  love; 
Only  feed  our  flame,  we  pray  Thee, 

With  Thy  breathings  from  above. 

Now  to  God,  the  soul's  Creator, 

To  His  Word  and  Wisdom  sure. 
To  His  all- enlightening  Spirit, 

Guest  of  those  whose  hearts  are  pure. 
Three  in  One,  be  praise  and  glory 

Here  and  while  the  Heavens  endure.   Amen. 

tRev.    John    Keble. 

391 

Bishop.    Ernaii    or    Old    TTundredth.  L.M. 

OUR  CHRIST  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Doth  his  successive  journeys  run; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  441 


People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  His  love  with  sweetest  song, 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  hlessings  on  His  Name. 

Blessings  abound  where'er  He  reigns; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  lose  his  chains; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 
And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  King; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 

Praise  God,  from  Whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  Host, 
Praise  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost.    Amen. 

Dr.    Isaac    Watts 

392 

Walton    or    Alstone.  fi.M 

OUR  days  are  few  and  full  of  strife; 

Like  leaves  our  pleasures  fade  and  fall; 

But  Thou,  Who  art  the  All  in  all, 
Thy  Name  is  Love,  and  Love  is  life. 

We  walk  in  sleep  and  think  we  see; 

Our  little  lives  are  clothed  with  dreams; 

For  that  which  to  us  substance  seems 
Is  shadow  twixt  ourselves  and  Thee. 

We  are  immortal  now  and  here 

Chances  and  changes,  night  and  day, 
Are  landmarks  in  the  eternal  way; 

Our  fear  is  all  we  have  to  fear. 


442 


GENERAL  HYMNS 


Our  lives  are  dewdrops  in  Thy  sun; 
Thou  breakest  them,  and  lo  !  we  see 
A  thousand  gracious  shapes  of  Thee — 

A  thousand  shapes,  instead  of  one. 

The  man  that  drifts,  all  darkly  dim, 

Through  floods  that  seem  outside  of  grace 
Is  only  surging  towards  the  place 

Which  Thou  hast  made  and  meant  for  him. 

For  this  we  know;  ill  could  not  he 
Were  there  no  power  heyond  the  ill; 
Our  wills  are  held  within  Thy  Will; 

The  ends  of  goodness  rest  with  Thee. 

O  praise  the  Father;  praise  the  Son; 

O  Holy  Spirit,  praise  to  Thee; 

Almighty  Godhead.  One  in  Three, 
And  yet  eternal  Three  in  One.     Amen. 


St.    Flavian. 


393 


Alice    Cary, 


CM. 


OUR  FATHER,  while  our  hearts  imleam 
Such  creeds  as  wrong  Thy  Name, 

Still  let  our  hallowed  altars  bum 
With  faith's  undying  flame. 

Not  by  the  lightning-gleams  of  wrath 
Thy  flock  Thy  Face  shall  see; 

The  Star  of  Love  must  light  the  path 
That  leads  Thy  sons  to  Thee. 

Help  us  to  read  our  Master's  Will 
Through  every  darkening  stain 

That  clouds  His  sacred  image  still. 
And  see  Him  once  again, 


GENERAL  HYMNS  443 


Our  glorious  Lord,  yet  Brother  still, 

Our  truest,  closest  Friend; 
Though  boundless  is  His  Strength  and  Will 

His  Love  is  without  end. 

If  'mid  the  gathering  storms  of  doubt 

Our  hearts  grow  faint  and  cold, 
The  strength  we  cannot  live  without 

Thy  Love  will  not  withhold. 

Accept  our  love;   fresh  courage  give; 

Our  youthful  zeal  renew; 
Shape  for  us  holier  lives  to  live, 

And  nobler  work  to  do. 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Und3ring  Fount  of  Love, 
From  men  and  from  the  Angel  Host 

Be  praise  below,  above.    Amen. 

tOliver  Wendell   Holmes. 

394 

Horsley.  CM. 

OUR  GOD  is  other  than  we  think, 

His  ways  are  far  above — 
Far  beyond  reason's  height,  and   reached 

Only  by  childlike  love. 

Thrice  blest  is  he  to  whom  is  given 

The  insight  that  can  tell 
That  God  is  on  the  field  when  He 

Is  most  invisible. 

Blest,  too,  is  he  who  can  divine 

Where  royal  Right  doth  lie. 
And  dares  to  take  the  side  that  seems 

Wrong  to  man's  blinded  eye. 


444  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Muse  on  His  justice,  downcast  soul ! 

Muse,  and  take  iDetter  heart; 
Back  witli  tlie  workers  to  the  field, 

And  bravely  do  thy  part. 

His  justice  is  a  "bed,  where  we 

Our  anxious  hearts  may  lay. 
And.  weary  with  ourselves,  may  sleep 

Our  discontent  away. 

For  right  Is  right,  since  God  is  God, 

And  right  the  day  must  win; 
To  douht  would  he  disloyalty, 

To  falter  would  he  sin.     Amen. 

Rev.  F.  W.  Faber. 

395 

Celeste.  L.M. 

OUR  MASTER  has  called  us  to  work, 

Devoting  our  lives  to  His  cause. 
And  ill  it  becomes  us  to  shirk 
Or  fail  to  remember  His  laws. 

He  cometh  full  soon  to  His  world. 

The  Christ  we  have  worshipped  of  old; 
E'en  now  is  His  banner  unfurled, 

E'en  now  His  approach  is  foretold. 

But  what  will  He  have  us  to  do 

To  make  ready  the  path  He  will  tread? 

Cast  aside  every  feeling  untrue, 
Every  vestige  of  selfishness  shed. 

When  thus  our  own  hearts  are  laid  bare 

To  receive  His  ineffable  Love, 
We  shall  strive  other  souls  to  prepare 

For  the  message  which  comes  from  above. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  445 

Of  old  but  one  herald  cried  out, 

"Prepare  ye  the  way  of  the  Lord"; 

This  time  there  are  thousands  who  shout 
This  joy-giving  Gospel  abroad. 

O  man,  from  thy  torpor  arouse, 

And  answer  the  call  of  thy  Lord  ! 
Let  us  speak  for  the  cause  we  espouse, 

By  conduct  as  well  as  by  word. 

Let  us  work  in  the  strength  of  our  Lord, 
Let  us  stand  in  the  power  of  His  Name; 

The  fire  which  His  Love  has  outpoured 
Has  kindled  our  hearts  with  its  flame. 

All  praise  to  the  Father  above. 

All  praise  to  His  glorious  Son, 
All  praise  to  the  Spirit  of  Love, 

Who  with  Them  for  ever  is  One.    Amen. 

C.W.L. 

396 

Salem.  Irregular. 

OUR  MASTER  hath  a  Garden  which  fair  flowers  adorn; 
There  will  I  go  and  gather  both  at  eve  and  mom. 
Naught's  heard  therein  but  Angel  hymns  with  harp  and 

lute, 
Loud  trumpets  and  bright  clarions,  and  the  gentle  soothing 
flute. 

The  Lily  white  that  bloometh  there  is  Purity, 
The  fragrant  Violet  is  sumamed  Humility; 
Naught's  heard  therein,  etc. 

The  lovely  damask  Rose  is  here  called  Patience, 
The  rich  and  cheerful  Marigold  Obedience; 
Naught's  heard  therein,  etc. 


446  GENERAL  HYMNS 


One  plant  tliere  is  with  crown  bedight,  the  rest  above, 
With  crown  imperial,  and  this  plant  is  Holy  Love; 
Naught's  heard  therein,  etc. 

But  still  of  all  the  flowers  the  fairest  and  the  best 
Is  Jesus  Christ,  the  Lord  Himself.  His  Name  be  blest; 
Naught's  heard  therein,  etc. 

O  Master,  my  chief  Good  and  sole  Felicity, 
Thy  little  garden  make  my  ready  heart  to  be; 

So  may  I  once  hear  Angel  hymns  with  harp  and  lute, 
Loud  triunpets  and  bright  clarions  and  the  gentle  soothing 
flute.    Amen. 

Medijeval,    tr.   from  the    Dutch    by    the    Rev.     S.     S.     Greatheed. 
From   the   New  Office   Hymn  Book    by  permission    of   Mr.    W.    Knott. 

397 

Over    and    over.  7.7.8. 7. D. 

OVER  and  over  again, 

No  matter  which  way  we  turn. 
We  always  find  in  the  book  of  life 

Some  lessons  we  have  to  learn. 
We  must  take  our  turn  at  the  mill, 

We  must  grind  out  the  golden  grain. 
We  must  work  at  our  task  with  a  resolute  will, 

Over  and  over  again. 

We  have  no  power  to  stay 

The  forces  of- sun  or  shower; 
Nor  check  the  flow  of  the  golden  sands 

That  run  through  a  single  hour. 
But  the  morning  dews  must  fall, 

And  the  sun  and  the  summer  rain 
Must  do  their  part,  and  perform  it  all 

Over  and  over  again. 


I 


CtENERAL  nYMN>S  44^ 

Over  and  over  again 

The  brook  through  the  meadow  flows, 
And  over  and  over  and  yet  again 

The  ponderous  mill-wheel  goes. 
Once  doing  will  not  suffice, 

Though  doing  he  not  in  vain; 
And  a  blessing,  failing  us  once  or  twice. 

May  come  if  we  try  again. 

The  path  that  has  once  been  trod 

Is  never  so  rough  for  the  feet; 
And  the  lesson  we  once  have  learned 

Is  neve^  so  hard  to  repeat. 
Though  sorrowful  tears  may  fall, 

And  the  heart  to  its  depths  be  riven 
With  storm  and  tempest,  we  need  them  all 

To  render  us  fit  for  heaven.    Amen. 

Anon. 

398 

Palermo.  8.7.8  8.6. 

OVER  and  over  and  over 

These  truths  I  will  weave  in  song — 
That  God's  great  plan  neefls  you  and  me, 
That  will  is  greater  than  destiny, 

And  that  love  moves  the  world  along. 

However  mankind  may  doubt  it, 

It  must  learn  this  glorious  creed — 
That  God  may  ever  be  found  within, 
That  the  worship  of  self  is  the  only  sin, 

And  the  only  devil  is  greed. 


448  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Over  and  over   and  over 

These  truths  I  will  say  and  sing, 
That  love  is  mightier  far  than  hate, 
That  a  man's  own  thought  is  a  man's  own  fate, 

And  that  life  is  a  goodly  thing. 

Over  and  over  and  over 

The  glory  of  God  we  sing; 
To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost 
From   men   and   from   the  Angel  Host 

Shall  praises  ever  ring.     Amen. 

EUa    Wheeler   Wik-ox. 

399 

AT    THE    END    OF    A    SERVICE 
Sicilian    Mariners    or    St.    Sylvester.  8.7.8.7. 

PART  in  peace  !  is  day  before  us? 

Praise  His  Name  for  life  and  light; 
Are  the  shadows  lengthening  o'er  us? 

Bless  His  care  who  guards  the  night. 

Part  in  peace,  with  deep  thanksgiving; 

Rendering  as  we  homeward  tread, 
Gracious  service  to  the  living, 

Loving  memory  to  the  dead. 

Part  in  peace;  such    are  the  praises 

God  our  Maker  loveth  best; 
Such  the  worship  that  upraises 

Human  hearts  to  heavenly  rest. 


GENERAL  HYMNS 


449 


Part  in  peace;  our  duties  call  us; 

We  must  serve  as  well  as  praise; 
Ask  not  what  may  here  hefall  us; 

Leave  to  God  the  coming  days. 

Part  in  peace,  yet  ever  praising 
Father,   Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Triune  God,  Whose  Love  amazing 
Thrills  with  awe  the  Angel  Host. 


Amen. 

Sarah    Adams 


400 


Cor, 


SPRING 

PLOUGHING  the  fields  in  the  spring-time, 
Marking  the  furrows  with  care; 

Earnestly,  patiently  striving 
The  soft  rich  soil  to  prepare. 

Sowing  the  seed  in  the  spring-time, 

Hiding  it  deep  in  the  earth; 
Trusting  the  rain  and  the  sunshine, 

To  hasten  the  glad  new  hirth. 

Waiting  with  hope  in  the  spring-time. 

Singing  a  joyful  refrain; 
Knowing  the  autumn  will  3rield  us 

A  harvest  of  golden  grain. 

Sowing  our  thoughts  in  the  spring-time, 

Painting  the  pictures  of  life, 
Brightened  with  truth,  love  and  kindness, 

Or  darkened  with  hatred  and  strife. 


8.7.8.7 


+.-J0  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Master,  the  Lord  of  the  spring-time. 

Thou  who  at  Easter  didst  rise, 
Thou,  with  the  Father  and  Spirit, 

Thou  art  our  Joy  and  our  Prize  !     Amen. 

Anon. 
Suitable    for    Eastertide    (in    the    Northern    Hemisphere    only). 

401 

ronsolation    or    Strength    and    Stay.  11.10.11.10. 

POWER  of  all  Powers  !     O  fill  and  flood  my  being; 

O  Sun  Eternal,  whelm  me  in  Thy  Light; 
Vision  itself  need  ask  no  eyes  for  seeing, 

And  boundless  Life  no  wings  to  mount  the  height. 

I  am  Thy  Light,  by  mortal  lamp  enshrouded. 
Thy  Bliss,   beyond  all  shifting  joys   and  pains; 

Above  their  glooms  and  gleams  is  Peace  unclouded; 
Shatter  the  lamp;  the  Light,  the  Light  remains. 

Father  of  spirits,  Love  for  ever  burning, 

Burn  Thou  all  forms  that  hold  my  Life  from  Thee; 

Lost  in  my  selfhood,  to  Thyself  returning, 
Find  Thou  Thine  own  and  my  Eternity. 

Almighty  Farther,  Maker  and  Destroyer, 
All-glorious  Son,  our  Master  and  our  Friend, 

Spirit,  of  man,  Inspirer  and  Employer, 
We  worship  Thee  in  glory  without  end.     Amen, 

iAnon. 
This    was    ori£;inally    written'  as    a    Hymn    to    Shiva. 

402 

Nottingham  or  Liibeck.  7s. 

PRACTICE  of  the  Law  of  Love, 
Briitgeth  blessing  from  above; 
Joy  serene  is  mine  for  aye 
While  I  walk  in  wisdom's  way. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  451 


Love  divine  embracing  all 
In  the  world,  both  great  and  small, 
Will  he  mine  in  that  degree 
That  I  let  it  shine  through  me. 

Happy  they  who  gain  in  youth 
Knowledge  of  the  Law  of  Truth, 
Health  of  body  and  of  mind 
In  obedience  they  find. 

All  the  spirit's  glorious  powers, 
Joy  and  truth  and  love  are  ours, 
We  are  one  with  Christ  and  He 
Wills  that  we  His  Light  shall  see. 

Now  in  truth,  in  joy,  in  love, 
We  will  join  the  choirs  above. 
Praising  with  the  heavenly  Host 
Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost.    Amen. 

Anon. 

403 

March    or   St.    George.  7s. D. 

PRAISE  the  Lord,  His  glories  show, 
Saints  within  His  courts  below, 
Angels  round  His  throne  above, 
All  that  see  and  share  His  love, 
Earth  to  heaven,  and  heaven  to  earth. 
Tell  His  wonders,  sing  His  worth; 
Age  to  age,  and  shore  to  shore. 
Praise  Him,  praise  Him,  evermore. 

Praise  the  Lord,  His  goodness  trace; 
Praise  His  providence  and  grace, 
All  that  He  for  man  hath  done, 
All  He  sends  us  through  His  Son; 


4S^  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Strings  and  voices,  hands  and  hearts, 
In  the  concert  bear  your  parts; 
All  that  breathe,  your  Lord  adore, 
Praise  Him,  praise  Him,  evermore. 

Praise  the  Lord,  His  Love  unfold, 
Though  the  half  can  ne'er  be  told; 
Love,  it  flameth  in  the  sun — 
Love,  its  stream  doth  ever  run 
From  the  Father  and  the  Son 
And  the   Spirit,   Three  in   One, 
Triune  God,  Whom  we  adore— 
Praise  Him,  praise  Him  evermore.    Amen. 

tRev.  H.  F.  Lyte. 

404 

Alia    Trinita.  8.7.D. 

PRAISE  the  Lord  !  ye  heavens,  adore  Him, 

Praise  Him,  Angels,  in  the  height; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  Him, 

Praise  Him,  all  ye  stars  and  light; 
Praise  the  Lord  !  for  He  hath  spoken, 

Worlds  His  mighty  voice  obeyed; 
Laws,  which  never  shall  be  broken. 

For  their  guidance  He  hath  made. 

Worship,   honour;  glory,  blessing, 

Lord,  we  offer  unto  Thee; 
Young  and  old  Thy  praise  expressing, 

In  glad  homage  bend  the  knee. 
Praise  the  Lord  !  for  He  is  glorious; 

Never  shall  His  promise  fail; 
God  hath  made  His  Saints  victorious, 

Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  453 


Praise  the  God  of  every  nation; 

Hosts  on  high,  His  power  proclaim; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 

Laud  and  magnify  His  Name  ! 
All  the  Saints  in  Heaven  adore  Thee, 

Holy  Father,   Spirit,  Son; 
As  Thine  Angels  serve  before  Thee, 

So  on  earth  Thy  will  he  done.    Amen. 


tAnon. 


(From  Hymns  of  the  Foundling  Hospital,  A.D.  1796). 

405 

Consolation  or   Dawning.  11.10.11.10. 

PBAISE  we  our  Master;  praise  the  Lord  most  holy, 
Who  cheers  the  weary,  girds  with  strength  the  weak; 

Praise  ttit"  who  will  with  glory  crown  the  lowly, 
And  with  His  glad  smile  welcome  those  who  seek. 

Praise  wo  our  Master  for  His  loving-kindness 
And  all  the  tenderness  that  He  hath  shown, 

Who  by  His  Wisdom  cures  all  mental  blindness, 
Who  calls  us  sons,  and  seals  us  for  His  own. 

Praise  we  our  Master,  source  of  every  blessing, 
Beside  Whose  gifts  earth's  richest  boons  are  dim; 

He  gives  Himself,  and  life  in  Him  possessing, 
All  things  are  ours,  for  we  have  all  in  Him. 

Praise  we  the  Father,  Lord  of  all  creation; 

Praise  we  the  King  of  Saints,  His  glorious  Son; 
Praise  we  the  Holy  Ghost;  through  every  nation 

Let  praise  resound  unto  the  Three  in  One.   Amen. 

JLady    Mary    C.    Campbell. 


454  GENERAL  HYMNS 

406 

(FOR   THE   ORDER  OF   THE    STAR   IN    THE  EAST) 
Sound  the   battle-cry.  10.8.10.9. 

RAISE  a  song  of  joy,  pure  without  alloy, 
Heart  and  voice  employ  full  and  clear; 
May  we  all  our  days  on  truth's  noonday  "blaze 
Fix  our  steadfast  gaze  with  hearts  sincere. 

Star  most  Holy !    symbol  of  our  Order, 
May  we  practise  what  is  taught  in  thee; 
Onward,  upward,  go  our  way  rejoicing 
And  in  wisdom,  truth  and  love  he  free. 

Thankful  may  I  be  for  this  blessing  free. 

Christ  thus  maketh  me  rich  in  sooth; 
This  advantage   great  none  can  overrate 

Through  philosophy  we  learn  the  truth. 
Star  most  Holy  !  etc. 

When  truth  shineth  here  knowledge  conquers  fear 
Life  has  purpose  clear  with  beauty  rife; 

Scan  we  history's  page,  learn  from  every  age 
Death  is  but  a  stage  in  endless  life. 
Star  most  Holy  !  etc. 

Karma 's  mighty  law  worketh  without  flaw; 

From  this  truth  we  draw  courage  and  peace; 
When  its  power  we  trust  naught  can  seem  unjust; 

Freed  from  envy's  lust  all  pain  doth  cease. 

Star  most  Holy  !   etc. 

• 

Let  Love  shine  within,  drive  far  every  sin. 

Never  weary  in  sowing  the  seed, 
Lift  our  banner  high,  teach  philosophy. 
By  nobility  in  word  and  deed. 

Star  most  Holy  !   etc.     Amen. 

O.W.: 


\ 


GENERAL  HYMNS  455 


407 

Aiireliu   or   New    York.  7.G.D 

REJOICE  ye,  Christ's  disciples, 

Who  learn  His  sacred  lore; 
The  hearts  that  know  His  wisdom 

Still  love  Him  more  and  more. 
Llany  there  be  who  grasp  not 

The  Faith  that  He  doth  teach; 
We  thank  Him  for  the  doctrine 

Here  placed  within  our  reach. 

This  wider  wisdom  gives  us 

A  touch  with  things  unseen; 
It  wakens  dormant  memories 

And  tells  us  what  they  mean.. 
It  links  this  life  with  others 

Far  in  the  mystic  past; 
It  shows  us  how  their  karma 

Is  still  around  us  cast. 

It  teaches  us  that  justice 

Doth  ever  rule  the  world, 
That  o'er  us  ever  floateth 

The  flag  of  love  unfurled, 
It  tells  how  understanding 

Doth  drive  all  fear  away; 
It  shows  the  certain  dawning 

Of  truth's  unclouded  day. 

The  wisdom  that  is  taught  us 
Fills  all  our  souls  with  light, 

Brings  an  unfailing  touchstone 
To  know  the  true  and  right. 


456  GENERAL  HYMNS 

It  gives  a  wider  outlook, 
Strengthens  the  power  of  will, 

The  selfishness  it  crushes 
That  wrought  so  much  of  ill. 

It   lightens    every    sorrow, 

Broad  tolerance  it  gives, 
With  sympathy  it  fills  us, 

With  love  for  all  that  lives. 
And  most  of  all  it  bids  us 

Cast  thoughts  of  self  away. 
And  first  consider  others 

In  all  we  do  or  say. 

Great  cause  for  deep  rejoicing 

Have  we  in  what  we  know; 
Then  let  us  seek  to  share  it 

With  all  who  suffer  woe; 
Aye   bringing  help  and  blessing 

To  living  and  to  dead, 
From  glory  unto  glory 

Triumphantly  we  tread. 

O  Father  ever  glorious, 

O  everlasting  Son, 
O  Spirit  all-victorious 

Thrice  Holy  Three  in  One, 
Great  God  of  every  nation 

Whom  earth  and  heaven  adore. 
Praise,   glory,    adoration, 

Be  Thine  for  evermore.     Amen. 

C.W.L. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  457 

408 

•hinopoly.  7.6.D. 

RICHER  than  famed  Golconda, 

More  worth  than  gems  or  gold 
Is  that  eternal  wisdom 

Which  Christ  hath  taught  of  old. 
Thy  jewels  may  he  stolen, 

Thy  riches  melt  away, 
But  wisdom,  once  thou  hast  it, 

Dwells  in  thy  heart  alway. 

The  wise  man  holds  it  dearer 

Than  aught  of  earth's  delight, 
Earth's  glee  is  evanescent, 

Death  puts  it  swift  to  flight. 
But  he  who  hath  the  wisdom 

Watches  with  vision  clear; 
With  life  and  death  familiar, 

He  knows  nor  doubt  nor  fear. 

True  wisdom  pierceth  darkness, 

Uliunining   the   mind; 
An  open  eye  is  wisdom, 

Who  hath  it  not  is  hlind. 
It  solves  all  vexing  questions. 

Glimpsing  God's  mighty  plan; 
It  drives  away  all  sadness, 

It  cheers  the  heart  of  man. 

Blind  faith  is  not  religion, 

Nor  will  pretence  avail; 
True  wisdom  shows  in  action 

And  love  that  will  not  fail. 


458  GENERAL  HYMNS 


God  loveth  all  His  creatures, 
And  lie  wlio  doth  God's  will 

Obeys  that  Great  Exemplar. 
And  love  his  heart  doth  fill. 

A  balanced  mind  and  body- 
Can  all  their  powers  employ 

Discreetly  in  God's  service. 
And  thus  taste  keenest  joy. 

Who  gains  discrimination 
Between  the  good  and  ill. 

He  shows  forth  truest  wisdom 
In  loving  service  still. 

True  wisdom  straightway  leads  us 

To  worship  God  above, 
The  never-failing  Fountain 

Of  wisdom  and  of  love; 
And  so  to  God  the  Father, 

To  His  all-glorious  Son. 
And  to  the  Holy  Spirit 

Be  endless  honour  done.      Amen. 

Froiu    an    ancient    Indian    scripture     (doxology    added). 

409 

London    New.  CM. 

SINCE  all  the  downward  tracks  of  time 

God's  watchful  eye  surveys, 
O  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot 

And  regulate  our  ways? 

Good,  when  He  gives,  supremely  good  ! 

Nor  less  when  He  denies; 
Even  crosses  from  His  sovereign  hand 

Are  blessings  in  disguise. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  459 


CM. 


Why  should  we  douht  His  equal  love, 

Immeasurahly  kind? 
To  His  unerring,  gracious  will 

Be  every  wish  resigned. 

Thy  Wisdom,  Love  and  Justice,  Lord, 

Shine  ever  more  and  more, 
O  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  we  adore.    Amen. 

J.  Hervey. 

410 

SING  forth  His  high  eternal  Name 

Who  holds  all  powers  in  thrall, 
Through  endless  ages  still  the  same — 

The  mighty  Lord  of  all. 

His  goodness,  strong  and  measureless 

Upholds  us  lest  we  fall; 
His  hand  is  still  outstretched  to  bless — 

The  gentle  Lord  of  all. 

His  perfect  law  sets  metes  and  hounds, 

Our  strong  defence  and  wall; 
His  providence  our  life  surrounds — 

The  changeless  Lord  of  all. 

He  every  thought  and  every  deed 

Doth  to  His  judgment  call. 
Oh,  may  our  hearts  obedient  heed 

The  righteous  Lord  of  all  ! 

When,  turning  from  forbidden  ways. 

Low  at  His  feet  we  fall. 
His  strong  and  tender  arms  upraise— 

The  loving  Lord  of  alL 


460 


GENERAL  HYMNS 


Unwearied  He  Is  working  still, 

Unspent  His  blessings  fall, 
Almighty,  loving  righteous  One, 

The  glorious  Lord  of  all. 

Thee,  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Our  Triune  God  we  call, 
Commander  of  the  Angel  Host, 

Forever  Lord  of  all.     Amen. 

t  Samuel    Longfellow. 

411 


Attolle  paulum 


8.7.8.7.8  8.7. 


SING  praise  to  God  Who  reigns  ahove. 

The  God  of  all  creation, 
The  God  of  power,  the  God  of  love, 

The  God  of  every  nation; 
With  healing  balm  our  hearts  He  fills. 
And  every  faithless  murmur  stills; 

To  God  all  praise  and  glory. 

The  Angel  Host,  O  King  of  Kings, 

Thy  praise  for  ever  telling, 
In  earth  and  sky  all  living  things 

Beneath  Thy  shadow  dwelling. 
Adore  the  wisdom  which  could  span. 
And  power  which  formed  creation's  plan; 

To  God  all  praise  and  glory. 

What  God's  almighty  power  hath  made. 
His  Will  unchanging  keepeth; 

By  morning  glow  or  evening  shade 
His  watchful  eye  ne'er  sleepeth; 

Within  the  kingdom  of  His  might 

Lo  !  all  is  just,  and  all  is  right; 
To  God  all  praise  and  glory. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  461 

The  Lord  is  never  far  away, 

But,  through  all  grief  distressing, 
An  ever-present  help  and  stay, 

Our  peace  and  joy  and  blessing; 
As  with  a  mother's  tender  hand, 
He  leads  His  own,  His  chosen  hand; 

To  God  all  praise  and  glory. 

Thus  all  my  toilsome  way  along 

I  sing  aloud  Thy  praises, 
That  men  may  hear  the  grateful  song 

My  voice  unwearied  raises; 
Be  joyful  in  the  Lord,  my  heart; 
Both  soul  and  body  bear  your  part; 

To  God  aU  praise  and  glory.    Amen. 

tJohann  Jakob  Schhtz  (A.D.  1640),  tr.  by  Frances  E.  Cox. 


412 

Nativity.  CM. 

SING  to  the  Lord  the  children's  hymn, 

His  wondrous  love  declare, 
Who  bends  amid  the  Seraphim 

To  hear  the  children's  prayer. 

Christ  at  a  Mother's  breast  was  fed, 
Though  God's  own  Son  was  He; 

He  learnt  the  first  small  words  He  said 
At  that  dear  Mother's  knee. 

Close  to  His  loving  heart  He  pressed 

The  children  of  the  earth; 
He  lifted  up  His  hands  and  blessed 

The  babes  of  human  birth, 


ir,2  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Lo  !  from  above  His  face  doth  turn 

On  us  with  glances  mild; 
The  Angels  of  His  Presence  yearn 

To  bless  the  little  child. 

Keep  us,  O  radiant  Lord,  with  Thee, 

That  so,  by  Thy  dear  grace, 
We,  children  of  the  Font,  may  see 

Thy  glory  face  to  face. 

Great  Prince  of  the  angelic  host, 

The  Church's  Head;  to  Thee, 
With  Father  and  with  Holy  Ghost 

All  praise  and  glory  be.    Amen. 

iRev.  R,  S.  Hawker. 

413 

St.    Ethelwald    or    Amerton.  S.M. 

SOLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise, 
And  put  your  armour  on; 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 
Through  His  Eternal  Son; 

Strong  in  the  Lord  of  Hosts, 
And  in  His  mighty  power; 
Who  in  our  Holy  Master  trusts 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

Stand  then  in  His  great  might. 
With   stainless  virtue  shod. 
And  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight. 
The  panoply  of  God. 

From  strength  to  strength  go  on. 
Climbing  the  narrow  way; 
Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 
And  win  the  well- fought  day. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  463 

That  having  all  things  done, 
And  all  your  conflicts  past, 
Ye  may  obtain,  through  Christ  alone, 
A  crown  of  joy  at  last. 

O   Christ,   Eternal  Son,  • 

We  praise  Thee  and  adore, 
Who  art  with  God  the  Father  One 
And  Spirit  evermore.     Amen. 

IRev.    C.    Wesley. 

414 

Oricntis   Partibus.  7s. 

SOLDIERS,  who  are  Christ's  below, 
Strong  in  faith  resist  the  foe; 
Boundless  is  the  pledged  reward 
Unto  them  who  serve  the  Lord. 

'Tis  no  crown  of  fading  leaves 
That  the  conqueror's  hand  receives; 
Joys  are  his  serene  and  pure, 
Light  that  ever  shall  endure. 

For  the  souls  that  overcome 
Waits  the  beauteous  heavenly  home, 
Where   the  Blessed  evermore 
Tread,  on  high,  the  starry  floor. 

Passing   soon   and  little  worth 
Are  the  things  that  tempt  on  earth; 
Heavenward  lift  thy  soul's  regard; 
God  Himself  is  thy  Reward. 

Father,  Who  the  crown  dost  give, 

Son  of  God,  by  Whom  we  live, 

Spirit,  Who  our  hearts  dost  raise, 

Three  in  One,  Thy  Name  we  praise.     Amen. 

tFrom    the    Paris    Breviary   of    1736,    tr.    by   J.    H.    Clarke. 


404  GENiiBAL  itYMiNfS 

415 

St.    Franeis    or   St.    Anthony.  CM. 

SOMETIMES  so  strong  corruption  seems, 

So  weak  appears  the  good, 
That  we  have  hardly  held  our  own. 

The  evil  scarce  withstood. 

There's  peace  and  rest  in  Paradise, 

In  weary  hours  we  say; 
And  O  that  we  had  wings  like  doves 

That  we  might  flee  away  ! 

But  in  our  stronger  hours  we  grasp 

The  warrior's  sword  again, 
And  hum  the  good  fight  yet  to  fight, 

The  faithful  watch  maintain. 

We  fain  would  tread  the  famous  way 

Martyrs  and  saints  have  trod; 
The  hours  ehb  fast  of  this  one  day 

Of  noblest  war  for  God. 

The  Lord  Himself  hath  need  of  us; 

On  !  till  the  fight  he  won; 
And  the  King's  words  shall  thrill  the  heart: 

• '  Servants  of  God,  well  done  ! " 

O  praise  the  Father,  praise  the  Son 
And  Him  Whose  gifts  are  seven, 

The  Holy  Ghost,  through  Whom  alone 
Our  hearts  are  raised  to  heaven.    Amen. 

tJ.  R.   Vernon. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  465 


416 

Prospect.  9.7.9.7    and   Refrain, 

SOMEWHERE  is  waiting  a  blessed  work 

That  your  hand  alone  can  do; 
Work  that  the  Master  in  wisdom  planned, 
And  placed  in  this  world  for  you. 

Search  for  it,  find  it !    God's  holy  work; 

It  never  is  far  away; 
Find  it  by  doing  with  heart  and  soul 
The  duty  that  calls  to-day. 

Duty  may  bring  you  to  heights  of  fame, 

Or  lead  to  some  lonely  vale; 
Either  will  yield  you  a  golden  crown; 

Then  never  despair   or  fail. 
Search  for  it,  etc. 

Whether  you  toil  in  the  busy  world, 

Or  brighten  some  humble  place, 
Blessdd  the  work  of  the  Master  will  be, 

It  will  bring  you  to  see  His  Face. 
Search  for  it,  etc. 

Somewhere   is   waiting — O    slight   it   not  ! — 

The  work  that  you  best  can  do; 
Seek  through  the  pathway  of  labour  and  love 

The  service  God  meant  for  you. 
Search  for  it,  etc.     Amen. 

tLanta    W.    Smith. 

417 

Nottingham,  Innocents    or    Cnlbach.  7s. 

SONGS  of  praise  the  Angels  sang, 
Heaven  with  Alleluias  rang. 
When  creation  was  begun, 
When  God  spake,  and  it  was  done. 


466  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  mom 
Wlien  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  "bom; 
Songs  of  praise  arose  when  He 
Captive  led  captivity. 

Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away; 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day; 
God  will  make  new  heaven  and  earth; 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 

And  can  man  alone  be  dumb, 
Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come? 
No  !  the  Church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms,  and  hymns,  and  songs  of  praise. 

Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice; 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love. 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

Songs  of  praise  on  earth  begun 
To  the  holy  Three  in  One 
Shall,  amidst  eternal  joy. 
Still  on  high  our  powers  employ. 

Praise  the  Name  of  God  most  high, 
Praise  Him,  all  below  the  sky, 
Praise  Him,  all  ye  heavenly  Host, 
Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost.     Amen. 

tRev.    J.   Montgomery. 

418 

Sound    the    battle-cry.  10.8.10.9. 

SOUND  the  battle  cry  !     See.  the  foe  is  nigh; 
Raise  the  standard  high   for  the  Lord; 


GENERAL  HYMNS  467 


Gird  your  armour  on,  stand  firm  every  one, 
Rest  your  cause  upon  His  holy  word. 

Rouse,  then,  soldiers,  rally  round  the  "banner; 

Ready,  steady,  pass  the  word  along; 

Onward,   forward,  shout  aloud  Hosanna; 

Christ  is  Captain  of  the  mighty  throng. 

Strong  to  meet  the  foe,  marching  on  we  go. 
Whilst  our  cause,  we  know,  must  prevail; 
Shield  and  banner  bright  gleaming  in  the  light, 
Battling  for  the  right,  we  ne'er  can  fail. 
Rouse,  etc. 

O  Thou  God  of  all,  hear  us  when  we  call; 
Help  us  one  and  all  by  Thy  grace; 
When  the  battle's  done,  and  the  victory  won, 
May  we  wear  the  crown  before  Thy  Face. 
Rouse,  etc.     Amen. 

W.  F.    Sherwin. 

419 

Amerton.  S.M. 

SOW  in  the  mom  thy  seed; 
At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed; 
Broadcast  it  o'er  the  land. 

Beside  all  waters  sow, 
The  highway   furrows  stock; 
Cast  it  where  thorns  and  thistles  grow; 
Cast  it  upon  the  rock. 

The  good,  the  fruitful  ground, 
Expect  not  here  nor  there; 
O'er  hill  and  dale  by  plots  'tis  found, 
Go  forth,   then,   everywhere. 


468  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Thou  know 'St  not  which  may  thrive 
The  late  or  early  sown; 
Love  keeps  the  precious  germs  alive 
When  and  wherever  strown; 

And  duly  shall  appear, 
In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  com  at  length. 

Thou  can 'St  not  toil  in  vain, 
Light,  heat,  and  moisture — all 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  harvest  in  the   fall. 

God  of  the  harvest,  hear, 
And  grant  us  good  success; 
We  waste  no  effort,  far  or  near, 
For  Thou  our  work  wilt  bless.    Amen. 

JRev.    J.    Montgomery. 

420 

Dresden-    or    Fleury.  7.6.T. 

SPEAK  kindly,  O  speak  kindly. 

And  drop  a  genial  ray 
Of  merry  golden   sunshine. 

O'er  those  who  cross  your  way. 
A  word,  a  smile,  like  magic 

A  throbbing  heart  may  still, 
And  chords  that  long  were  buried 

In  sudden  rapture  thrill. 


*In    place    of    the    rest    at    the    end    of    the    eighth 
must    be    inserted    for    the    first    word    of    the    refrain, 


GENERAL  HYMNS  46. 

Speak  kindly,  O  speak  kindly, 

And  drop  a  genial  ray 
Of  merry  golden  sunshine, 

O'er  those  who  cross  your  way. 

When  in  some  lonely  desert 

One  verdant)  spot  appears, 
O  how  a  single  leaflet 

The  weary  traveller  cheers  ! 
So  words  of  kindness,  spoken 

When  sorrow  weaves  her  chain. 
Bring  back  life's  withered  roses, 

And  bid  them  bloom  again. 
Speak,  etc. 

Like  seed  that  drops  in  springtime 

Fresh  from  the  sower's  hand, 
Like  gentle  showers  descending 

To  lave  the  thirsty  land; 
Like  dews  that  in  the  twilight 

On  nature's  bosom  fall, 
Let  words  of  love  and  kindness 

Make  glad  the  hearts  of  all. 
Speak,  etc. 

The  Christ  spoke  ever  kindly; 

His  words  were  pure  and  good, 
His  speech  for  ever  tending 

To  love  and  brotherhood. 
So  we,  who  are  His  children, 

Should  follow  in  His  way. 
And  pour  His  glorious  sunlight 

Around  us  day  by  day. 
Speak,  etc.    Amen. 

Anon. 


470 


GENERAL  HYMNS 


Adeste    Fideles. 


421 


Irregular. 


STAR  of  our  love  ! 

Pour  out  Tliy  golden  light, 
Turn  Thou  the  hearts  of  all  to  seek  above, 
That  we  may  find  Thee,  see  Thee  in  the  night. 
O  fill  us  with  Thy  glory, 
O  fill  us  with  Thy  glory, 
O  fill  us  with  Thy  glory,  sweet  Star  of  love. 

Star  of  our  joy  ! 

Light  Thou  our  night  of  sorrow, 
Fill  Thou  our  souls  with  light,  our  cares  destroy, 
Till  on  the  world  shall  dawn  a  glad  to-morrow. 
O  fill  us  with  Thy  glory, 
O  fill  us  with  Thy  glory, 
O  fill  us  with  Thy  glory,  sweet  Star  of  joy. 

Star  of  our  peace  ! 

Fill  Thou  our  hearts  with  gladness. 
That  we  may  know  Thee,  that  our  sorrows  cease, 
Till  all  our  tears  are  hanished,  and  our  sadness. 
O  fill  us  with  Thy  glory, 
O  fill  us  with  Thy  glory, 
O  fill  us  with  Thy  glory,  sweet  Star  of  peace.    Amen. 

M.    Bright. 


Ruth. 


422 


6.O.D. 


SUMMER  suns  are  glowing  over  land  and  sea; 
Happy  light  is  flowing,  "bountiful  and  free. 
Everything  rejoices  in  the  mellow  rays; 
All  earth's  thousand  voices  swell  the  psalm  of  praise. 


GENEEAL  HYMNS  471 


God's  free  mercy  streameth  over  all  the  world, 
And  His  banner  gleameth,  everywheie  unfurled. 
Broad  and  deep  and  glorious,  as  the  heaven  above. 
Shines  in  might  victorious  His  eternal  Love. 

Lord,  upon  our  blindness  Thy  pure  radiance  pour; 
For  Thy  loving-Mndness  make  us  love  Thee  more; 
And,  when  clouds  are  drifting  dark  across  our  sky, 
Then,  the  veil  uplifting,  Father,  be  Thou  nigh. 

We  will  never  doubt  Thee,  though  Thou  veil  Thy  light; 
Life  is  dark  without  Thee;  death  with  Thee  is  bright. 
Light  of  Light  !  shine  o'er  us  on  our  pilgrim  way; 
Go  Thou  still  before  us  to  the  endless  day. 

Unto  God  the  Father  joyful  songs  we  sing; 

Unto  Christ  our  Master  thankful  hearts  we  bring; 

Unto  God  the  Spirit  bow  we  and  adore. 

On  our  way  rejoicing  now  and  evermore.    Amen. 

Bp.    W.    W.   How. 

423 

Xottinghaui.  7s. 

TAKE  my  life,  and  let  it  be 
Consecrated,  Lord,  to  Thee; 
Take  my  moments  and  my  days, 
Let  them  flow  in  ceaseless  praise. 

Take  my  hands,  and  let  them  move 
Only  as  Thou  dost  approve; 
Take  my  feet,  and  let  them  be 
Swift  and  beautiful  for  Thee. 

Take  my  voice,  and  let  me  sing 
Always,  only,  for  my  King; 
Take  my  lips,  and  let  them  be 
Filled  with  messages  from  Thee. 


472 


GENERAL  HYMNS 


Take  my  silver  and  my  gold, 
Not  a  mite  woiUd  I  withliold; 
Take  my  intellect,  and  use 
Every  power  as  Thou  shalt  choose. 

Take  my  will,  and  make  it  Thine; 
It  shall  be  no  longer  mine; 
Take  my  heart;  it  is  Thine  own; 
It  shall  he  Thy  royal  throne. 

Take  my  love;  my  Lord,  I  pour 
At  Thy  Feet  its  treasure-store; 
Take  myself,  and  I  will  be 
Ever,  only,  all,  for  Thee  !     Amen. 

Frances    R. 
By    permis'sion    of    James   Xisbet    &    Co.,    Ltd. 

424 

(FOR    A.    CHILDREN'S    SERVICE) 


HavergaL 


Pra?ceptor. 


11.10.11.10. 


TEACHER  of  men  and  of  Angels.  O  hearken, 
Light  of  the  World,  in  Thy  splendour  be  near, 

Let  not  the  shadows  of  ignorance  darken 
Souls  of  Thy  little  ones  praising  Thee  here. 

Lord  of  Compassion,  O  smile  on  our  da3rtime  ! 

Thou  art  its  radiance,  arid  Thine  may  it  be; 
Guard  us  and  keep  us  at  work  and  in  playtime. 

And  when  we  sleep  may  we  waken  in  Thee. 

Bless  all  our  teachers,  defend  and  uphold  them, 
Fill  them  with  wisdom,  Thy  patience  impart; 

V/hen  they  are  weary,  then  shelter  and  fold  them. 
Teacher  of  teachers,  at  rest  in  Thy  heart. 


GENERAL  HYM^S  473 


Master,  beside  Thee  the  strongest  and  "wisest 

Are  but  as  children,  unknowing  and  weak, 
Greatest  and  least  of  us,  none  Thou  despisest, 

Hear  us  and  help  us,  great  Lord  Whom  we  seek. 

Thou  of  the  world  art  the  Helper  and  Lover, 

Deep  are  its  needs  and  its  longings  to-day, 
Gleam  through  the  darkness,  Thy  glory  discover, 

Lord,  Thou  hast  promised.    Come  quickly,  we  pray.    Amen. 

Rev.   C,   W,   Scott-Moncrieff. 

425 

Epenetus.  P.M. 

TELL  it  out  among  the  people  that  the  Lord  is  King; 

Tell  it  out,  tell  it  out; 
Tell  them  all  His  wondrous  Love,  that  they  may  shout  and 
sing; 

Tell  it  out,  tell  it  out; 
Sing  with  joy  and  adoration  that  He  shall  increase, 
That  the  mighty  King  of  Glory  is  the  King  of  Peace; 
Chant  it  out  with  jubilation,  though  the  waves  may  roar. 
That  He  sitteth  on  the  waterfloods,  our  King  for  evermore. 
Tell  it  out  among  the  people  that  the  Lord  is  King; 
Tell  it  out,  tell  it  out; 
Tell  them  all  His  wondrous  Love,  that  they  may  shout   and 
sing- 
Tell  it  out,  tell  it  out. 

Tell  it  out  among  the  people  that  our  Father  reigns; 

Tell  it  out,  tell  it  out; 
Send   out   word    among   the  nations,  bid  them   burst  their 
chains; 

Tell  it  out.  tell  it  out; 


47-t  GENPJRAI.  IIYMjnS 

Make  it  known  among  the  weeping  that  there's  comfort  here; 
Cry  aloud  among  the  weary  men  that  rest  is  near; 
Tell  the  news  among  the  weaklings,  that  they  may  be  brave; 
Trumpet  forth  among  the  dying  that  we  triumph  o'er    the 
grave; 

Tell  it  out  among  the  people,  etc. 

Tell  it  out  among  the  people  that  Christ  reigns  above; 

Tell  it  out,  tell  it  out; 
Make  it  clear  to  every  doubter  that  His  reign  is  Love; 

TeU  it  out,  teU  it  out; 
Send  the  news  along  the  highways  and  the  lanes  at  home. 
Let  it  ring  across  the  mountains  and  the  ocean's  foam; 
Like  the  sound  of  many  waters  let  our  glad  shout  be, 
Till  it  echo  and  re-echo  from  the  islands  of  the  sea. 

Tell  it  out  among  the  people,  etc. 

Tell  it  out  among  the  people  that  the  Spirit  lives; 

Tell  it  out,  tell  it  out; 
Let  them  know  the  joyous  tidings  that  His  Fire  He  gives; 

Tell  it  out,  tell  it  out; 
Sing  the  truth  in  sweetest  music  that  His  beacon  bright 
Gruides  us  ever  through  the  darkness  into  God's  own  Light. 
Tell  it  out  in  ringing  anthem,  spread  it  far  abroad. 
That  the  Father,  Son  and  Spirit  make  One  glorious  Triune 
Lord. 

Tell  it  out  among  the  people,  etc.    Amen. 

+Francps    R.     Havergal. 
By   pel-mission    of   James    Nisbet    &    Co.,    Ltd. 

426 

Rhineland.  8.6.8.6.8.6. 

THE  beacon  star  of  mankind's  birth 

At  midnight  dimly  lours, 
But  shining  eyes  watch  o'er  the  earth 

Until  the  joyous  hours 


GENERAL  HYMNS  475 


When  men  shall  rise 

'Neath  sunlit  skies 
Of  Dawn,  like  Lotus  flowers. 

And  Angel  voices  echo  clear 
•  Across  the  ages  dim; 
And  when  light  failed,  some  mighty  seer 
Caught  up  the  ancient  hymn, 

Or  prophets  came 

On  scroll  of  fame, 
The  eternal  truths  to  limn. 

And  now  a  clarion  voice  rings  out, 

That  men  should  helpers  he, 
From  East  to  West  an  answering  shout 
Is  borne  across  the  sea; 
And  o'er  all  lands 
Stretch  golden  strands 
From  hearts  in  sympathy. 

Hope's  sacred  light  shall  upward  gleam 

With  greater  hearts  to  link, 
Wherein  shall  rise  a  living  stream 
Of  truth,  upon  whose  brink 
The  Lotus  grows, 
And  where  it  flows 
The  parched  earth  shall  drink. 

O  Father,  glorious  in  Thy  might, 

O  Christ,  immortal  Son, 
O  Holy  Spirit,  Fount  of  Light, 
Eternal  Three  in  One, 
Thy  Name  we  praise 
Through  endless  days. 
Thou  art  our  Star,  our  Sun.    Amen. 

Captain   Q.   Herbert  Whyte. 


476  GENEBAL  HYMNS 


427 

St.    Theresa.  7.6.T 

THE  good  time  is  unfolding, 

And  on  the  rim  of  night 

Our  gla4  eyes  are  beholding 

The   blossoming   of  light. 

The  thunder  and  the  terror, 

The  weary  doubts  and  aches, 
The  evil  and  the  error 
Shall  pass  as  love  awakes. 

The  good  time  is  unfolding, 
And  on  the  rim  of  night 
Our  glad  eyes  are  beholding 
The  blossoming  of  light. 

The  world  for  warful  ages, 

Hath  suffered  and  hath  sought, 
While  prophets,  teachers,  sages, 

And  all  who  loved  and  wrought 
Have  told  the  one  great  story, 

Inspired  from  above, 
How  men  shall  grow  to  glory 

When  they  have  learned  to  love. 

The  good  time  is  unfolding,  etc. 

What  martyrs  strove  and  hoped  for 

In  many  an  age  and  clime, 
What  generations  groped  for, 

The  sweet  and  splendid  time. 
When  men  no  more  shall  perish 

Unhelped,  misunderstood, 
Shall  come,  and  all  earth  cherish 

Truth,  love  and  brotherhood. 

The  good  time  is  unfoUUng,  etc^ 


I 


GENERAL  HYMNS 477 

For  sure  as  from  tlie  seed-time 

The  honest  harvest  grows, 
The  dream-time  brings  the  deed-time. 

The  cornfield  and  the  rose. 
Right  from  the  sun's  beginning 

All  things,  below,  above. 
Have  wrought,  and  now  are  winning 

The  world  to  light  and  love. 

The  good  time  is  unfolding,  etc.    Amen. 

Anon. 

428 

St.    Agnes    (Langran).  10s. 

THE  King  is  perfect;  lift  your  eyes  to  Him. 

The  King  is  strong,  who  well  has  won  His  strength 
From  labouring  in  the  desert  drear  and  dim. 

To  make  it  blossom  like  the  rose  at  length. 

Your  life,  O  Knight,  is  but  a  sorry  dream, 
Your  vows  are  weak,  your  love  is  pale  and  poor, 

Until  His  chrism  on  your  head  shall  stream, 
And  your  heart  open  wide  its  temple  door. 

Stooping  to  pluck  earth's  ever-withering  flowers, 
Do  you  forget  your  knightly  sword  and  shield — 

The  slaying  of  the  dragon  of  fell  powers — 
The  watch  and  ward  above  the  battle-field? 

The  King  is  still  the  Warrior  and  the  Guide, 
Who  never  stays  to   seek  for   ease  or  rest; 

Tread  the  dark  valley — He  is  by  your  side; 
Never  will  He  desert  you  on  the  quest. 

Climb  the  steep  mountain  He  has  climbed  before; 

There,  where  the  cloud-veiled  Temple  stands.  He  waits. 
Watchful  and  faithful,  ready  to  restore 

AU  the  spent  strength  you  gave  to  reach  the  gates. 


GENTERAL  HYMNS 


Follow  the  King;  the  way  is  sometimes  rough. 
Yet  lit  by  joys  that  pay  for  every  pain. 

Is  not  the  Holy  Grail  reward  enough, 
And  the  white  mantle,  pure  from  every  stain? 

Follow  the  King;  all  honour,  glory,  praise 
Be  unto  Him  Who  leads  us  on  the  way; 

To  Father.  Son  and  Holy  Ghost  we  raise 
Our  hsmins  of  worship  through  the  endless  day.  Amen. 

Augusta  White. 

429 

Dominus   regit  me.  8.7.8.7. 

THE  King  of  Love  my  Shepherd  is, 
Whose  goodness  faileth  never; 

I  nothing  lack  if  I  am  His, 
And  He  is  mine  for  ever. 

Where  streams  of  living  water  flow 

My  happy  soul  He  leadeth. 
And  where  the  verdant  pastures  grow 

With  food  celestial  feedeth. 

In  death's  dark  vale  I  fear  no  ill 
With  Thee,  dear  Lord,  beside  me; 

Thy  rod  and  staff  my  comfort  still, 
Thy  Cross  before  to  guide  me. 

Thou  spread* St  a  Table  in  my  sight; 

Thy  Unction  grace  bestoweth; 
And  O  what  transport  of  delight 

From  Thy  pure  chalice  floweth! 

And  so  through  all  the  length  of  days 

Thy  goodness  faileth  never; 
Good  Shepherd,  may  I  sing  Thy  praise 

Within  Thy  house  for  ever.    Amen. 

Sir  H.   W.   Baker. 


CJ ENSEAL  HYMNS 479 

430 

Corpus    Christi    or   St.    Alpliege.  7.6.7.6. 

THE  liglit  poiirs  down  from  heaven, 

And  enters  where  it  may; 
The  eyes  of  all  earth's  children 

Are  cheered  with  one  bright  day. 

So  let  the  mind's  true  sunshine 

Be  spread  o'er  life  as  free^ 
And  fill  all  human  spirits 

As  waters  fill  the  sea. 

Our  thought  can  shed  a  glory 

On  every  work  well  done; 
For  even  things  most  lowly 

Are  radiant  in  the  sun. 

Then  let  each  waiting  spirit 

Enjoy  the   vision   bright, 
And  spread  the  truth  of  heaven 

Wide  as  the  heaven's  own  light; 

Till  earth  becomes  a  temple, 

And  every  human  heart 
Shall  join  in  one  great  service, 

Each  happy  in  his  part; 

And  God  shall  be  our  Master, 

And  all  His  service  own, 
And  men  shall  stand  as  brothers, 

Before  the  Great  White  Throne. 

Almighty,   heavenly  Father, 

O  co-eternal  Son, 
Life-giving  Holy  Spirit, 

We  hail  Thee,  Three  in  One.    Amen. 

John    Gostick. 


480  GENERAL  HYMNS 


431 

Melcombe.  L.M. 

THE  Name  of  God  my  heart  adores, 
The  Almighty  Three,  the  Eternal  One; 

Up  towards  Thy  Face  my  spirit  soars 
As  blossoms  turn  towards  the  sun. 

Thy  voice  produced  the  sea  and  spheres, 
Bade  the  waves  roar,  the  planets  shine; 

But  what  of  Thee  Thyself  appears 
Through  all  these  spacious  works  of  Thine? 

Still   restless  nature   dies   and  grows, 

From  change  to  change  Thy  creatures  run; 

Thy  being  no  succession  knows, 
And  all  Thy  vast  designs  are  one. 

A  glance  of  Thine  rtms  through  the  globe. 
Rules  the  bright  worlds,  and  moves  their  frame; 

Of  light  Thou  form'st  Thy  dazzling  robe, 
Thy  ministers  are  living  flame. 

And  how  shall  we  who  mortals  are. 

Attain  unto  Thy  heavenly  place? 
Beneath  Thy  feet  we  lie  afar. 

And  see  but  shadows  of  Thy  Face. 

Who  can  behold  the  blazing  light? 

Who   can  approach  consuming  flame? 
None  but  Thy  Wisdom  knows  Thy  might, 

None  but  Thy  Word  can  speak  Thy  Name. 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  Whom  heaven  and  earth  adore. 

From  men  and  from  the  Angel  Host 
Be  praise  and  glory  evermore.     Amen. 

tDr.    Isaac    Watts. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  481 


432 

;tlc    Rising.  D.C.M. 

THE  roseate  hues  of  early  dawn, 

The  brightness  of  the  day. 
The  crimson  of  the  sunset  sky, 

How  fast  they  fade  away! 
There  is  a  day  that  cannot  wane, 

An  ever  fadeless  light; 
It  shines  within  the  heart  of  those 
'     Who  win  the  inner  sight. 

O'er  the  dull  ocean  "broods  the  night, 

And  all  the  strand  is  dark, 
Save  where  a  line  of  broken  foam 

Lies  at  low-water  mark; 
There  is  a  world  of  deep  delight 

Where  darkness  is  unknown. 
Where  tideless  seas  of  soft  clear  light 

With  gleaming  stars  are  strown. 

The  highest  hopes  we  cherish  here, 

How  fast  they  tire  and  faint; 
How  many  a  spot  defiles  the  robe 

That  wraps  an  earthly  saint! 
There  is  a  robe  that  none  can  stain, 

A  body  ever  pure, 
Where  naught  of  ill  can  find  a  home, 

From  passion's  storms  secure. 
That  radiant  world  is  with  us  now, 

That  robe  we  all  possess; 
That  higher  light  shines  on  our  brow 

In  all  its  nobleness. 
Let  Christ  our  Lord  within  us  reign 

Our  own  true  Life  to  be, 
Nor  self  nor  sin  can  touch  or  stain 

That  Inmost  purity.    Amen. 

Based  on  Mrs.    C.   F.   Alexander. 


482  GEXERAL  HYMNS 


433 

Christiania.  B.C.M. 

THE  story  comes  from  long  ago 

Of  weird  and  solemn  stream, 
Wliere  lies  forgotten  all  we  know, 

And  life  seems  but  a  dream. 
Not  all  forgotten,   not  all  void. 

The  chain  that  links  the  past, 
Now  only  hidden,  not  destroyed, 

Still  hinds  us  sure  and  fast. 

Our  many  lives  in  days  of  old. 

Our  many  lives  in   store, 
Are  joined  as  hy  some  thread  of  gold, 

Till  death  shall  come  no  more. 
Death  is  the  meeting  of  the  ways. 

Where  past  to  future  yields; 
The  garnered  thoughts  of  former  days 

We  hear  to  other  fields. 

From  life  to  life  we  passing  seem 

To   vanish    'neath  the  tide, 
Like  footprints  hidden  by  a  stream 

But  seen  on  either  side. 
Then  may  each  life  ring  true  and  clear. 

And  3^eld  its  "harvest  rare 
To  that  bright  Self,  forever  dear. 

Whose  wondrous  life  we  share. 

Great  Lord  of  life,  Thy  Name  we  praise 

For  this  sagacious  plan 
Of  deaths  and  births,  like  nights  and  days, 

That  Thou  hast  given  to  man, 


GENEEAL  HYMNS  483 


Tliat  lie  may,  with  Thy  Angel  host 

Rejoicing   do   Thy   Will, 
And  learn,  with  them,  to  love  Thee  most^ 

Whose  Love  the  world  doth  fill. 

All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 

All  glory  to  the  Son, 
All  glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee 

While  endless   ages  run. 
Great  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 

We  worship  and  adore, 
O  help  us  all  Thy  Face  to  see 

And  love  Thee  more  and  more.     Amen. 

D.   Spence   Whyte    (vv.    4,    5    added). 

434 

Palestine.  D.C.M. 

THE  world  has  much  of  beautiful. 

If  man  would  only  see; 
A  glory  in  the  beaming  stars. 

The  lowest  budding  tree; 
A  splendour  from  the  farthest  east 

Unto   the  farthest   west; 
Aye,  everything  is  beautiful, 

And  we  are  greatly  blest! 

There  is  a  host  of  Angels  who 

With  every  moment  throng, 
If  we  could  only  list  awhile 

The  cadence  of  their  song; 
They  speak  in  every  sunny  glance 

That  flashes  on  the  stream, 
In  every  holy  thrill  of  ours 

And   every  lofty  dream. 


484  GENERAL  HYMNS 


The  world  is  good  and  beautiful, 

We  all  may  know  it  well, 
For  there  are  many  thousand  tongues 

That   every   day  can  tell 
What  love  has  cheered  them  on  their  way, 

Like  an  o'ershadowing  dove; 
It  only  needs  a  goodly  heart 

To  know  that  all  is  love. 

All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 

All  gloiy  to  the    Son, 
All  glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee, 

V/hile  endless   ages   run. 
Great  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three 

We   worship   and    adore, 
O  help  us  all  Thy  Face  to  see 

And  love  Thee  more  and  more.    Amen. 

Author  uncertain,  ascribed  to  Anne  Warner. 

435 

St.   Finbar   or   Stella.  8s.   (six  lines). 

THEE  will  I  love,  my  Strength,  my  Tower; 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  Joy,  my  Crown; 
Thee  will  I  love  with  all  my  power. 

In  all  Thy  splendour  and  renown; 
Thee  will  I  love,  till  the  pure  fire 
Fills  my  whole  soul  with  strong  desire. 

I  thank  Thee,  uncreated  Sun, 

That  Thy  bright  beams  on  me  have  shined; 
I  thank  Thee,  Holy  Three  in  One 

Whose  rays  have  calmed  my  doubting  mind; 
I  thank  Thee.  Lord,  Whose  quickening  Voice 
Bids  my  freed  heart  in  Thee  rejoice. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  485 


Uphold  me  in  the  arduous  race, 

Nor  suffer  me  again  to  stray; 
Strengthen  my  feet  with  steady  pace 

Still  to  press  forward  in  Thy  way; 
My  inmost  heart,  O  Lord  of  Might, 
Transfigure  with  Thy  Heavenly  Light. 

Thy  justice  will  I  praise,  Great  Three! 

This  happy  lesson  I  have  learned — 
Or  good  or  ill,  what  comes  to  me 

Is  just  the  fate  that  I  have  earned. 
I  know,  when  earth  has  passed  away, 
Thee  shall  I  love  in  endless  day.    Amen. 

JAngelus  Silesius    (A.D.   1624),   tr.  by  J.  Wesley   (v,   added). 


436 

Speculum.  Irregular. 

THERE  are  loyal  hearts,  there  are  spirits  brave, 
There  are  souls  that  are  pure  and  true — 

Then  give  to  the  world  the  best  you  have, 
And  the  best  will  come  back  to  you. 

Give  love,  and  love  to  your  heart  will  flow, 

A  strength  in  your  utmost  need; 
Have  faith,  and  a  score  of  hearts  will  show 

Their  faith  in  your  word  and  deed. 

Give  truth,  and  your  gift  will  be  paid  in  kind, 

And  honour  will  honour  meet, 
And  a  smile  that  is  sweet  will  surely  find 

A  smile  that  is  just  as  sweet. 


486  GENERAL  HYMNS 

Give  pity  and  sorrow  to  those  wlio  mourn; 

You  will  gather,  in  flowers,  again 
The  scattered  seeds  from  your  thought  outbome 

Though  the  sowing  seemed  but  in  vain. 

For  Life  is  the  mirror  of  king  and  slave; 

'Tis  just  what  we  are  and  do; 
Then  give  to  the  world  the  best  you  have 

And  the  best  will  come  back  to  you.    Amen. 

From  the  Lotus  Son^b. 

437 

St.    Flavian.  CM. 

THERE  is  a  book,  who  runs  may  read. 

Which  heavenly  truth  imparts, 
And  all  the  lore  its  scholars  need, 

Pure  eyes  and  Christian  hearts. 

The  works  of  God  above,  below, 

Within  us  and  around. 
Are  pages  in  that  book,  to  show 

How  God  Himself  is  found. 

The  glorious  sky,  embracing  all, 

Is  like  the  Maker's  love. 
Wherewith  encompassed,  great  and  small 

In  peace  and  order  move. 

The  moon  above,  the  Church  below, 

A  wondrous  race  they  run; 
But  all  their  radiance,  all  their  glow. 

Each  borrows  of  its  Sun. 

'Tis  Christ  who  lends  the  light  and  heat 

That  crowns  His  holy  hill; 
The  Saints,  like  stars,  around  His  seat 

Perform  their  courses  still. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  487 

The  dew  of  heaven  is  like  Thy  grace, 

It  steals  in  silence  down; 
But  where  it  lights,  the  favoured  place 

By  richest  fruits  is  known. 

One  Name,  above  all  glorious  names, 

With  its  ten  thousand  tongues 
The  everlasting  sea  proclaims, 

Chanting  angelic  songs. 

The  raging  fire,  the  roaring  wind 

Thy  boundless  power  display; 
But  in  the  gentler  breeze  we  find 

Thy  Spirit's  viewless  way. 

Two  worlds  are  ours;  'tis  only  sin 

Forbids  us  to  descry 
The  mystic  Heaven  and  earth  within, 

Plain  as  the  sea  and  sky. 

Thou,  Who  hast  given  me  eyes  to  see 

And  love  this  sight  so  fair. 
Give  me  a  heart  to  find  out  Thee, 

And  read  Thee  everywhere.    Amen. 

tRev.    John    Kehle. 


438 

Refuge.  7.6.T. 

THERE  is  a  grand  old  doctrine, 

Joyous  and  full  of  hope; 
We  by  its  power  are  strengthened, 

Able  with  sin  to  cope. 


488  GENERAL  HYMNS 


If  we  had  one  life  only- 
Little  could  we  acMeve; 
Knowledge  tliat  we  have  many- 
Brings  us  a  glad  reprieve. 

Glorious  the  song  of  progress 

Through  all  the  worlds  it  rings: 
Blessed  the  opportunity- 
Reincarnation  hrings. 

Many  the  faults  to  conquer. 

Feeble  as  yet  our  will; 
Well  might  the  task  seem  hopeles? 

But  for  the  fact  that  still 
Life  after  life  "before  us 
Opens  its  vista  grand, 
Offering  repeated  chances, 
Teaching  us  how  to  stand. 

Splendid  the  opportunity- 
Reincarnation  "brings; 
Glorious  the  song  of  progress 
Through  all  the  worlds  it  rings. 

Heartrending  are  the  sufferings 

Seen  as  we  look  around; 
Grave  are  the  inequalities 

Which  in  the  world  abound. 
If  life  were  just  beginning, 

If  this  one  birth  were  all, 
None  could  believe  that  justice 
Reigneth  supreme  o'er  all. 
Lucid  the  explanation 

Reincarnation  brings; 
Love  is  the  note  of  progress 
Through  all  the  worlds  it  rings. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  48^ 


Sometimes  in  quiet  moments 

Strange  thoughts  within  us  rise 
Quaint  half-forgotten  memories 

Born  heneath  distant  skies. 
Part  of  ourselves  we  know  them, 

Yet  not  of  this  our  day, 

Whence  come  these  vivid  pictures, 

Dreams  which  around  us  play? 

Brilliant  the  explanation 

Reincarnation  brings; 

Love  is  triumphant  ever 

Through  every  age  it  rings.    Amen. 

C.W.L. 

439 

Shiplake.  10s. 

THERE  is  a  hidden  side  to  all  we  see. 
Grander,  more  lustrous,  more  alive  and  free; 
'Tis  only  with  the  inner  eye  that  man 
The  fuller  glories  of  God's  world  may  scan. 

Some  beauteous  scene  we  view,  and  count  it  fair, 
Yet  we  are  blind  to  half  the  grandeur  there; 
For  where  to  our  dim  eyes  seems  empty  air 
God's  Angel  Hosts  are  massed  in  splendour  rare. 

The  organ's  swell  sheds  light  as  well  as  sound; 
Singing  God's  praise,  we  all  are  wrapped  around 
With  colour  bright  as  rainbow-arch  above. 
The  blue  of  worship  and  the  rose  of  love. 

If  we  could  open  our  fast-holden  eyes 
We  should  behold  from  every  church  arise 
Far-circling  colour- clouds  of  praise  and  prayer, 
For  humblest  worship  finds  its  echo  there. 


490 


GENEEAL  HYMNS 


While  as  the  pulsing  clouds  rise  high  and  higher, 
Adown  their  track  sweeps  forth  the  heavenly  fire 
In  instant  answer;  may  we  gain  the  sight 
To  see  that  radiance  round  us  day  and  night. 

To  God  the  Father  endless  glory  be; 
Eternal  praise,  O  glorious  Son,  to  Thee; 
Homage  to  Thee,  O  Holy  Ghost,  we  give 
Great  Three  in  One,  in  Whom  all  spirits  live. 


Castle    Rising. 


440 


Amen. 

Anon. 


CM. 


THERE  is  an  Eye  that  never  sleeps, 

Beneath  the  wing  of  night; 
There  is  an  Ear  that  never  shuts. 

When  sink  the  beams  of  light. 

There  is  an  Arm  that  never  tires, 
When  human  strength  gives  way; 

There  is  a  Love  that  never  fails, 
When  earthly  loves  decay. 

That  Eye  is  fixed  on  seraph  throngs; 

That  Arm  upholds  the  sky; 
That  Ear  is  filled  with  Angel  songs; 

That  Love  is  throned  on  high. 

But  there's  a  power  which  man  can  wield, 

When  mortal  aid  is  vain. 
That  Eye,  that  Arm,  that  Love  to  reach, 

That  listening  Ear  to  gain. 

Our  human  love  may  soar  on  high 

To  Christ  upon  the  throne; 
So   wondrous  is  the  graciousness 

Our  Lord  to  man  hath  shown. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  491 

Great  Prince  of  the  angelic  host, 

The  Church's  Head;  to  Thee, 
With  Father  and  with  Holy  Ghost 

All  praise  and  glory  "be.    Amen. 

J.    C.    Wallace. 

441 

Nike.  !^.7.T. 

THERE  is  many  a  rest  in  the  road  of  life, 

If  we  only  would  stop  to  take  it; 
And  we  might  have  many  a  happy  day 

If  we  had  but  the  wit  to  make  it. 
To  the  sunny  soul  that  is  full  of  hope, 

And  whose  beauteous  love  ne'er  faileth. 
The  grass  is  green  and  the  flowers  are  bright, 
Though  the  wintry  storm  prevaileth. 
So  march  we  on  in  happiness 

To  the  splendid  goal  before  us, 
For  life  is  a  grand  and  a  glorious  thing 
If  the  flag  of  love  wave  o'er  us. 

Hope  still,  though  the  clouds  are  hanging  low; 

Still  keep  your  glad  eyes  lifted; 
The  sweet  sunny  sky  will  be  peeping  through 

When  the  ominous  clouds  are  rifted! 
There  was  never  a  night  but  had  a  day, 

Or  an  evening  without  a  morning; 
The  darkest  hour,  as  the  proverb  goes, 

Is  the  hour  before  the  dawning. 
So  march  we.  etc. 

'Tis  better  to  weave  in  the  web  of  life 

The  most  beautiful  golden  filling, 
To  do  life's  work  with  a  cheerful  heart, 

And  with  hands  that  are  swift  and  willing, 


49i 


GENEBAL  HYMNS 


Than  to  snap  the  frail  and  tender  threads 

Of  our  curious  lives  asunder; 
And  then  hiame  heaven  for  the  tangled  ends, 

And  sit  still  and  grieve  and  wonder. 
So  march  we,  etc.     Amen. 


442 


Hesperus.* 


JMary   A.  Kidder. 
8.8.10.6. 


THERE  is  no  wind  hut  soweth  seeds 

Of  a  more  true  and  open  life, 
Which  burst,  unlocked  for,  into  high-souled  deeds, 

With  wayside  heauty  rife. 

We  find  within  these  selves  of  ours 

Some  wild  germs  of  a  higher  birth. 
Which  in  the  poet's  tropic  heart  bear  flowers, 

Whose   fragrance   fills   the  earth. 

Within  the  heart  of  aU  men  lie 

These  promises  of  wider  bliss, 
Which  blossom  into  hopes  that  cannot  die 

In  sunny  hours  like  this. 

All  that  hath  been  majestical 

In  life  or  death  since  time  began. 
Is  native  in  the  simple  heart  of  aU — 

The  Angel-heart  of  Man. 

To  God  Who  made  the  human  heart, 
To  Christ  Whose  teachings  set  it  free, 

To  Him  Who  as  Inspirer  bore  His  part. 
All  praise  and  honour  be.    Amen. 

James    Russell    Lowell. 
See  Lotus  Songs,   No.   3. 


riENEKAT.  HYMN8  493 


443 

Stella.  Irregular. 

THERE  lies  In  the  centre  of  each  man's  heart 
A  longing  and  love  for  the  good  and  pure; 

And  if  but  an  atom,  or  larger  part, 
I  tell  you  this  shall  endure — endure — 

After  the  body  has  gone  to  decay — 
Yea,  after  the  world  has  passed  away. 

The  longer  I  live  and  the  more  I  see 
Of  the  struggle  of  souls  towards  the  heights  above, 

The  stronger  this  truth  comes  home  to  me, 
That  the  Universe  rests  on  the)  shoulders  of  love; 

A  love  so  limitless,  deep,  and  broad, 
That  men  have  renamed  it  and  called  it — God. 

And  nothing  that  ever  was  bom  or  evolved, 

Nothing  created  by  light  or  force. 
But  deep  in  its  system  there  lies  dissolved 

A  shining  drop  from  the  Great  Love-source; 
A  shining  drop  that  shall  live  for  aye —  ^ 

Though  kingdoms  may  perish  and  stars  decay.    Amen. 

Ella  Wheeler    Wilcox. 

444 

Fleury.  7.6.T. 

THESE  lives  a  voice  within  me, 

The  angel  of  my  heart. 
Whose  whisperings  try  to  win  me 

To  act  a  noble  part. 
Up  evermore  it  springeth, 

Iiike  some  sweet  melody, 


49+  GENERAL  HYMNS 


And  evermore  it  singeth 
This  blessed  tnith  to  me — 

The  world  is  full  of  heauty, 
The  coldest  heart  to  move, 
And  if  we  do  our  duty 
It  wUl  he  full  of  love. 

The  leaf  tongues  of  the  forest, 

The  flower  lips  of  the  sod, 
The  birds  that  trill  their  rapture 

In  joyful   praise  to  God, 
The  summer  wind  that  bringeth 

Joy  over  land  and  sea, 
Have  each  a  voice  that  singeth 

This  blessed  truth  to  me — 

The  world  is  full  of  beauty,  etc. 

O  voice  of  God  most  tender, 

So  wondrous,  so  divine, 
Still  be  my  strong  defender 

Till  every  thought  is  Thine. 
My  heart  in  gladness  bringeth 

Its  song  of  praise  to  Thee, 
While  all  around  me  singeth 

This  holy  truth  to  me — 

The  world  is  full  of  beauty,  etc.   Amen. 

xGerald    Massey. 

445 

Shall  we  gather  P.M. 

THERE'S  a  bright  and  shining  River 
Where  no  earthly  foot  hath  trod; 

See  its  mighty  flood  for  ever 
Flowing  forth  from  the  throne  of  God. 


I 


GENERAL  HYMNS  405 

Hail,  O  never-failing  River, 
O  wonderful,  O  beautiful  Eiver! 

Sing  the  glories  of  that  River; 
Its  name  is  the  Love  of  God. 

In  the  mirror  of  that  River 

We  may  see  our  Father's  Face, 
High  majestic  King  of  Glory, 

Grand  Creator  of  our  race. 
Hail,  etc. 

'Tia  the  current  of  that  River 

Brings  our  Master  down  to  hirth, 
Us  from  error  to  deliver 

By  His  sojourn  upon  earth. 
Hail,  etc. 

In  the  ripple  of  that  River 

See  the  Holy  Spirit's  love, 
Who,  of  Sacraments  the  giver, 

Streameth  ever  from  above. 
Hail,  etc. 

Through  the  flowing  of  that  River 

All  the  worlds  have  come  to  be; 
'Tis  its  melody  unceasing 

That  upholds  eternity. 
Hail,  etc. 

In  the  water  of  that  River 

All  may  bathe  for  evermore, 
There's  no  limit  to  its  bounty. 

Ever  full  from  shore  to  shore. 
Hail,  etc. 


496  GENERAL  HYMNS 

Come,  all  nations,  to  that  Biver; 

Come,  ye  people,  higli  and  low; 
There's  enough  for  countless  millions, 

Blessings  more  than  we  can  know. 
Hail,  etc.    Amen. 


C.W.L. 


446 

Auld  Lang    Syne  or   Vox   Dilecti.  D.C.M. 

THERE'S  not  a  tint  that  paints  the  rose 

Or  decks  the  lily  fair. 
Or  streaks  the  humhlest  flower  that  blows, 
But  God  hath  placed  it  there. 

The  glory  of  the  Lord  flames  out 
Through  earth  and  sky  and  sea; 
The  wise  see  God  in  everything, 
For  there  is  naught  hut  He. 

There's  not  of  grass  a  single  hlade 

Or  leaf  of  loveliest  green. 
Where  heavenly  skill  is  not  displayed, 

And  heavenly  wisdom  seen. 
The  glory,  etc. 

There's  not  a  star  whose  twinkling  light 

Shines  on  the  distant  earth, 
And  cheers  the  silent  gloom  of  night, 

But  God  has  given  it  birth. 
The  glory,  etc. 

There's  not  a  place  on  earth's  vast  round 

In  ocean  deep  or  air. 
"Where  skill  and  wisdom  is  not  found. 

For  God  is  ever3rwhere. 

The  glory,  etx;.    Amen. 

J.   C.    Wallace.       (Refrain    added.) 


GENERAL  HYMNS  49'! 


447 

Bishop.  Ij.M. 

THESE  things  shall  be!  a  loftier  race 
Than  e'er  the  world  hath  known  shall  rise 

With  flame  of  freedom  in  their  souls, 
And  light  of  science  in  their  eyes. 

They  shall  be  gentle,  brave  and  strong 
To  spill  no  drop  of  blood,  but  dare 

All  that  may  plant  man's  lordship  firm 
On  earth  and  fire,  and  sea  and  air. 

Nation  with  nation,  land  with  land, 
Unarmed  shall  live  as  comrades  free; 

In  every  heart  and  brain  shall  throb 
The  pulse  of  one  fraternity. 

New  arts  shall  bloom  of  loftier  mould, 
And  mightier  music  thrill  the  skies. 

And  every  life  shall  be  a  song, 
When  all  the  earth  is  paradise. 

These  things — they  are  no  dreams — shall  be 
For  happier  men  when  we  are  gone^ 

Those  golden  days  for  them  shall  dawn, 
Transcending  all  we  gaze  upon.   Amen. 

t.T.    A.    Symonds. 

448 

St.   Anthony.  8.7.8.7. 

THIS  world  is  bright  and  fair,  we  know. 

Its  skies  are  arched  in  glory; 
The  stars  shine  clear,  the  sweet  flowers  blow 

And  tell  their  wondrous  story. 


498  GENERAL  HYMNS 


But  softer  than  the  summer  air, 

And  sweeter  than  the  roses, 
That  world  of  stars  and  flowers  so  fair, 

Whose  gates  Love's  touch  uncloses. 

That  world  where  souls  in  "beauty  shine, 

And,  fragrant  as  the  flowers, 
Justice   and  Charity    entwine 

To  build  its  summer  bowers. 

O  Love  Divine  !  with  us  abide, 

The  inner  eyes  unsealing. 
Our  darkness  turn  Thou  to  noontide. 

That  spirit-world  revealing. 

O  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

With  fragrant  censers  swinging 
Thy  people,  with  the  Angel  Host, 

Thy  praise  are  ever  singing.    Amen. 

Anon 

449 

Verulam  or  Yorkshire.  10s.    (six  lines). 

THOSE  happy  souls,  returning  to  the  Light, 

In  exultation  mount  the  shining  way; 
Who   sought  their  Master   'midst  earth's  fevered  night, 

Now  love,  now  serve,  through  calm,  unbroken  day; 
With  strength  untiring,  clearer  vision,  blest, 
Love  brings  no  sorrow,  labour  asks  no  rest. 

O  Christ,  immortal  Life,  unclouded  Sun, 
From  mortal  shadows  Thou  dost  set  them  free, 

Accomplishing  Thy  work  in  them  begun, 
Drawing  them  nearer — ever  nearer — Thee; 

Till,  in  the  stillness  of  Thy  holy  place, 

They  gaze  upon  the  wonder  of  Thy  Face. 


GENET? AL  HY^rNS  499 

They  are  at  peace — for  they  have  overcome; 

Earth's  darkest  terrors  leave  them  undismayed; 
The  storms  of  life  for  them  are  fallen  dumb. 

Now,  out  of  weakness  more  than  conquerors  made, 
Now  (to  its  end  the  Path  of  Victory  trod) 
They  rise,  they  live,  for  ever  one  with  God. 

New-bom,  where  bright  the  Star  of  Welcome  gleams, 
From  death-in-life  to  Life  that  knows  no  death, 

They  waken  now  from  dark  and  empty  dreams. 
They  breathe  eternal  morning's  radiant  breath; 

And  in  that  Life,  their  Father's  and  their  own. 

Know,  as  from  endless  ages  they  are  known.     Amen. 

Rev.    C.    W.    Scott  Moncrieff. 

450 

St.    Francis.  ^  CM. 

THOU  art  gone  up,  O  Lord,  on  high 

And  reignest  on  Thy  throne; 
And  yet  Thy  help  is  just  as  nigh 

To  those  who  are  thine  own. 

For  though  we  cannot  see  Thy  power 

As  when  Thou  wert  on  earth, 
Thy  love  has  kept  us  every  hour 

Up  from  our  very  birth. 

And  still  Thy  righteous  eyes  behold 

Each  action  good  or  ill; 
And  us,  the  weak  ones  of  Thy  fold, 

Thou  gently  leadest  still. 

And  still  Thy  gracious  word  is  true — 

O  bear  it  well  in  mind, 
Ask  and  it  shall  be  given  to  you, 

And  seek,  and  ye  shall  find. 


nOO  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Surely  Thy  wisdom  and  Thy  love 

Will  lead  us  all  our  days, 
Till  in  the  nobler  life  above 

Radiant  we  sing  Thy  praise. 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

And  God  the  Holy  Ghost, 
By  men  on  earth  be  honour  done 

And  by  the  heavenly  host.    Amen. 

I)r.    J.    M.    Nealp. 

451 

Faith    or    Melita.  Ps.     (six    lines). 

THOU  art,  O  God,  the  life  and  light 
Of  ali  this  wondrous  world  we  see; 

Its  glow  by  day,  its  smile  by  night. 
Are  but  reflections  caught  from  Thee; 

Where'er  we  turn  Thy  glories  shine, 

And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  Thine. 

When  day,  with  farewell  beam,  delays 
Among  the  opening  clouds  of  even, 

And  we  can  almost  think  we  gaze 
Through  golden  vistas  into  heaven; 

Those  hues,  that  make  the  suji's  decline 

So  soft,  so  radiant.  Lord,   are  Thine. 

When  night  with  wings  of  starry  gloom 
O'ershadows  all  the  earth  and  skies, 

Like  some  dark  beauteous  bird,  whose  plume 
Is  sparkling  with  unnumbered  eyes; 

That  sacred  gloom,  those  fires  divine. 

So  grand,  so  countless,  Lord,  are  Thine, 


GENERAL  HYMNS  50l 


When  youthful  spring  around  us  "breathes, 
Thy  Spirit  warms  her  fragrant  sigh; 

And  every  flower  the  summer  wreathes 
Is  horn  heneath  Thy  kindling  eye; 

Where'er  we  turn  Thy  glories  shine, 

And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  Thine. 

Therefore  to  Thee,  great  King  above. 

In  Godhead  One,  in  Persons  Three, 
The  Source  of  light  and  life  and  love, 

Homage  we  pay  on  bended  knee; 
For  everywhere  Thy  glories  shine 
And  all  infinity  is  Thine.    Amen. 

Thomas    Moore. 

452 

St.   James.  .  CM. 

THOU  art  the  Way;  by  Thee  alone 

From  sin  and  death  we  flee; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek 

Must  seek  Him,  Lord,  by  Thee. 

Thou  art  the  Truth;  Thy  Word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart; 
Thou  only  canst  inform  the  mind. 

And  purify  the  heart. 

Thou  art  the  Life;  the  rending  tomb 
Proclaims  Thy  conquering  Arm; 

And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  Thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life, 

Grant  us  that  Way  to  know, 
That  Truth  to  keep,  that  Life  to  win. 

Whose  joys  eternal  flow. 


502  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Great  Prince  of  the  angcUc  host, 

The  Church's  Head;  to  Thee, 
With  Father  and  with  Holy  Ghost 

All  praise  and  glory  he.     Amen. 

Bp.   G.   W.   Doane. 

453 

Belmont.  CM. 

THOU,  LORD,  art  Love — and  everywhere 

Thy  name  is  hrightly  shown, 
Beneath,  on  earth  Thy  footstool  fair, 

Above,  in  heaven  Thy  throne. 

Thy  word  is  Love — in  lines  of  gold 

Thy  kindness  prints  its  trace; 
In  Nature  we  Thy  steps  behold 

Thy  Church  doth  show  Thy  face. 

Thy  ways  are  Love — though  they  transcend 

Our  feeble  range  of  sight, 
They  wind  through  darkness  to  their  end 

In  everlasting  light. 

Thy  thoughts  are  Love — our  Master  is 

The  living  voice  they  find; 
His  love  lights  up  the  vast  abyss 

Of  the  Eternal  Mind. 

Thy  Sacraments  are  Love — more  deep 

They  stamp  the  seal  divine; 
And  by  their  strengthening  sweetness  keep 

Our  spirits  nearer  Thine. 

Thy  heaven  is  the  abode  of  Love — 

O   blessed  Lord,  that  we 
May  there,  when  time's  dim  shades  remove, 

Be  gathered  home  to  Thee; 


GENEBAL  HYMNS  503 


There  with  Thy  resting  saints  to  fall 

Adoring  round  Thy  throne; 
Where  all  shall  love  Thee,  Lord,  and  all 

Shall  in  Thy  love  he  one. 

O  holy  Father,  Spirit,  Son, 

Eternal  Fount  of  Love, 
All  praise  to  Thee,  the  Three  in  One, 

Here  as  in  heaven  above.     Amen. 

tRev.   J.  D.   Burns. 

454 

Alstone.  '  L.M. 

THOU  One  in  all,  Thou  all  in  One, 
Source  of  the  grace  that  crowns  our  days, 

For  all  Thy  gifts  'neath  cloud  or  sun. 
We  lift  to  Thee  our  grateful  praise. 

We  bless  Thee  for  the  life  that  flows 

A  pulse  in  every  grain  of  sand, 
A  beauty  in  the  blushing  rose, 

A  thought  and  deed  in  brain  and  hand. 

For  life  with  all  its  pain  and  joy, 
For  all  that  makes  our  lives  divine. 

For  duties  that  our  hands  employ — 

Thank-offerings  bring  we  to  Thy  shrine. 

Be  ours  in  beauteous  lives  to  own 

The  truth  that  sets  Thy  children  free. 

The  law  that  binds  us  to  Thy  throne, 
The  love  that  makes  us  one  with  Thee. 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God  whom  heaven  and  earth  adore, 

From  men  and  from  the  Angel  Host 
Be  praise  and  glory  evermore.     Amen. 

Anon. 


504  GENEEAL  HYMNS 


455 

Moscow.  6  6.4.6  6  6.4. 

THOU,  Whose  Almighty  Word 
Chaos  and   darkness  heard. 
And  took  their  flight; 
1  Hear  us,  our  Strength  and  Stay. 

And  where  the  gospel-day 
Sheds  not  its  glorious  ray, 
Let  there  be  light. 

Thou,  Who  didst  comQ  to  bring 
On  Thy  resplendent  wing 

Healing   and  sight, 
Health  to  the  sick  in  mind. 
Sight  to  the  inly  blind, 
O  !  now  to  all  mankind 

Let  there  be  light. 

Spirit  of  truth  and  love, 
Life-giving,   Holy  Dove, 

Speed  forth  Thy  flight; 
Move  on  the  waters*   face, 
Bearing  the  lamp  of  grace, 
And  in  earth's  darkest  place 

Let  there  be  light. 

Holy  and  Blessed  Three, 
Glorious  Trinity, 

Wisdom,  Love,  Might; 
Boundless  as  ocean's  tide 
Rolling  in  fullest  pride, 
Through  the  earth,  far  and  wide. 

Let  there  be  light.     Amen. 


tRev.    John    Marriott. 


GENERAT.  HYMNS  50o 

.  456 

The    Battle    Hymn.  P.M 

THOUGH  the  cause  of  evil  prosper, 

Yet  the  truth  alone  is  strong, 
And,  alheit  she  wander  outcast  now. 

We  see  around  her  throng 
Troops  of  beautiful,  tall  Angels, 
To  enshield  her  from  all  wrong; 
The  truth  goes  marching  on  ! 

Truth  is  great,  and  it  prevaileth; 
Love  Divine,  it  never  faileth; 
Naught  against  them  e'er  availeth, 
So  truth  goes  marching  on. 

Truth   so  often  on  the  scaffold, 

Wrong  so  often  on  the  throne — 
Yet  that  scaffold  sways  the  future. 

And  behind  the  dim  unknown 
Standeth  God  within  the  shadow. 
Keeping  watch  above  His  own; 
The  truth  goes  marching  on  ! 
Truth  is  great,  etc. 

Unto  every  man  and  nation 

Comes  the  moment  to  decide. 
In  the  strife  with  truth  and  falsehood 

For  the  good  or  evil  side; 
When  it  comes  stand  firm  and  steady. 
And  be  truth  your  only  guide; 
The  truth  goes  marching  on  ! 
Truth  is  great,  etc. 


506  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Some  great  cause,  God's  new  Messiah, 

Calls  us  in  its  glo-wing  youth; 
New  occasions  teach  new  duties; 

Time  makes  ancient  good  uncouth; 
They  must  upward  still  and  onward 
Who  would  keep  abreast  of  truth, 
For  truth  goes  marching  on  ! 
Truth  is  great,  etc. 

Shout  we  then  a  ringing  greeting 

To  the  lands  beyond  the  sea, 
Till  the  people  of  all  nations 

Shall  be  through  the  truth  made  free, 
And  shall  join  the  swelling  chorus 
In  our  song  of  jubilee; 
Tlie  truth  goes  marching  on  ! 
Truth  is  great,  etc.     Amen. 

Based   on    James   Russell   IjOweH. 

457 

Portal.  Irregular. 

THREE  doors  there  are  to  the  Temple — 

To  know,  to  work,  to  pray; 
And  they  who  wait  at  the  outer  gate 

IVlay  enter  by  either  way. 

O  Father,  give  each  his  answer. 

Each  in  his  kindred  way; 
Adapt  Thy  light  to  his  form  of  night. 

And  grant  him  his  needed  day. 

O  give  to  the  yearning  spirits 

Who    only   Thy  rest    desire, 
The  power  to  bask  in  the  peace  they  ask 

And  feel  the  warmth  of  Thy  fire. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  507 

Crlve  to  the  soul  that  seeketh 

'Mid  cloud  and  doubt  and  storm, 
The  wisdom  sure  that  shall  aye  endure 

And  for  him  all  life  transform. 

There  be  who  nor  pray  nor  study, 

But  yet  can  work  right  well; 
Lord,  give  them  to  do  such  service  true 

As  will  bring  them  with  Thee  to  dwell. 

And  give  to  the  hearts  o'erweighted 

With  the  strain  of  earthly  care 
The  certain  cure  of  the  knowledge  sure 

That  their  burden  Thou  dost  share. 

For  dividing  walls  shall  be  broken 

And  the  light  expand  its  ray 
When  the  burdened  of  brain  and  the  soother  of  pain 

Shall  be  ranked  with  the  men  who  pray. 

Three  doors  there  are  to  the  Temple — 

Devotion  and  work   and  thought; 
All  lead  to  the  Feet  of  the  Triune  God, 

Whose  Love  hath  this  wonder  wrought. 

All  glory  and  praise  to  the  Father, 

All  glory  and  praise  to  the  Son, 
All  glory  and  praise  to  the  Holy  Ghost, 

The  Three  Who  forever  are  One.    Amen. 

Based  on  Rev.   G.  Matheson 

458 

St.    Peter.  CM. 

THROUGH  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life. 

In  trouble  and  in  Joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 

My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 


508  GENERAL  HYMNS 


O  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

With  me   exalt   His  Name; 
When  in  distress  to  Him  I  called, 

He  to  my  rescue  came. 

The  Hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just; 
Deliverance  He  affords  to   all 

Who  on  His  succour  trust. 

O  make  but  trial  of  His  love, 

Experience  will   decide 
How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they, 

Who  in  His  truth  confide. 

Let  every  tribe  and  every  tongue 

Before  Him  prostrate  fall, 
And  praise  in  universal  song 

The  crowned  Lord  of  all. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The   God  Whom  we   adore. 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now. 

And  shall  be  evermore.    Amen. 

Tate   and   Brady. 

459 

St.    Oswald.  8.7.8.7. 

THROUGH  the,  night  of   doubt  and  sorrow. 

Onward  goes  the  pilgrim  band. 
Singing   songs  of   expectation, 

Marching  to  the  promised  land. 

Clear  before  us  through  the  darkness, 
Gleams  and  bums  the  guiding  Light; 

Brother  clasps  the  hand  of  brother. 
Stepping  fearless  through  the  nii^t. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  509 


One  the  Light  of  God's  own  Presence 

O'er  His  loving  people  shed, 
Chasing  far  the  gloom  and  terror, 

Brightening  all  the  path  we  tread. 

One  the  object  of  our  journey, 

One  the  faith  that  never  tires, 
One  the  earnest  looking  forward, 

One  the  hope  our  God  inspires. 

One  the  strain  that  lips  of  thousands 

Lift  as  from  the  heart  of  one; 
One  the  conflict,  one  the  peril, 

One  the  march  in  God  begun. 

One  the  glaxiness  of  rejoicing 

On  the  far  eternal  shore, 
Where  the  One  Almighty  Father 

Reigns  in  love  for  evermore. 

Onward,  therefore,  pilgrim  brothers, 

Onward  with  our  Masters'  aid; 
We   shall  conquer  in  the  battle 

If  on  Them  our  hope  is  laid. 

Soon  shall  come  our  mighty  Teacher, 

Lord  of  Wisdom  and  of  Love; 
March  we  steadfastly  to  meet  Him, 

Fix  our  gaze  on  things  above.    Amen. 

tB.  S.  Ingemann    (A.D.  1789),   tr.  by  Rev.  S.  Baring-Gould. 

460 

Missionary.  7.6.D. 

THY  Hand,  O  God,  has  guided 

Thy  flock,  from  age  to  age; 
The  wondrous  tale  is  written, 

Full  clear,  on  every  page; 


510  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Our  fathers  owned  Thy  goodness, 
And  we  their  deeds  record; 

And  both  of  this  bear  witness, 
One  Church,  one  Faith,  one  Lord. 

Thy  heralds  brought  glad  tidings 

To  greatest,  as  to  least; 
They  bade  men  rise,  and  hasten 

To  share  the  great  King's  feast; 
And  this  was  all  their  teaching, 

In  every  deed  and  word, 
To  all  alike  proclaiming 

One  Church,  one  Faith,  one  Lord. 

When  shadows  thick  were  falling. 

And  all  seemed  sunk  in  night, 
Thou,  Lord,  didst  send  Thy  servants, 

Thy  chosen  sons  of  Ught. 
On  them  and  on  Thy  people 

Thy  plenteous  grace  was  poured, 
And  this  was  still  their  message. 

One  Church,  one  Faith,  one  Lord. 

Through  many  a  day  of  darkness. 

Through  many  a  scene  of  strife. 
The  faithful  few  fought  bravely. 

To  guard  the  nation's  life. 
Their  gospeL  of  redemption. 

Sin  pardoned,  man  restored, 
Was  all  in  this  enfolded. 

One  Church,  one  Faith,  one  Lord. 

And  we.  shall  we  be  faithless? 

Shall  hearts  fail,  hands  hang  down? 
Shall  we  evade  the  conflict. 

And  cast  away  our  crown? 


GENERAL  HYMNS  511 

Not  so;  in  God's  deep  counsels 

Some  better  thing  is  stored; 
We  will  maintain,  unflinching, 

One  Church,  one  Faith,  one  Lord. 

Thy  mercy  will  not  fail  us, 

Nor  leave  Thy  work  undone; 
With  Thy  right  Hand  to  help  us, 

The  victory  shall  be  won; 
And  then,  by  men  and  Angels, 

Thy  Name  shall  be  adored, 
And  this  shall  be  their  anthem, 

'  *  One  Church,  one  Faith,  one  Lord.  *  *    Amen. 

Dean   E.    H.   Plumptre. 

461 

Ewing.  7.6.D. 

THY  love  for  all  Thy  creatures 

What  tongue,  O  God,  may  tell? 
The  morning,  noon,  and  evening. 

Alike   our  praise   compel; 
The  morning,  noon,  and  evening, 

Whene'er  they  rise  or  fall, 
Unite  to  hymn  Thy  praises, 

Great  Maker  of  them  all. 

Behold,  the  sun  in  splendour 

Hath  lit  his  fires  on  high. 
The  farther  on  his  journey, 

The  higher  in  the  sky; 
And  when  again  he  sinketh 

Beneath  the  western  wave, 
A  radiant  crown  of  glory, 

Shall  kindle  o'er  his  grave. 


GENEEAL  HYMNS 


May  we  to  whom  our  Master 

A  brighter  light  has  given, 
The  farther  on  our  joiimey,. 

The  nearer  be  to  heaven; 
And  when  the  shades  of  evening 

Shall  lengthen  o'er  our  heads, 
May  rays  of  heavenly  glory 

Illume  our  dying  beds. 

Shine,  shine,  Thou  Sun  eternal. 

And  cast  a  ray  divine; 
On  those  who  hymn  Thy  praises, 

Both  now  and  ever   shine; 
For  then  no  cloud  of  evening 

Shall  gather  round  the  past. 
But  Thou,  O  Christ,  shalt  light  us 

Safe  home,  safe  home  at  last. 

O  Father  ever  glorious, 

O  everlasting  Son, 
O  Spirit    all    victorious, 

Thrice  Holy  Three  in  One — 
Great  God   of  every  nation 

Whom  earth  and  heaven   adore. 
Praise,    glory,   adoration. 

Be  Thine  for  evermore.    Amen. 

Rev.    G.    Thrins. 

462 

Lux  vera.  P.M. 

TRUE  Light,  that  lightest  all  in  heaven  and  earth. 

Light  us,  Thou  Light  Divine; 
Children    Thou  madest  us  by  a  second  birth. 

Children,  O  Lord,  of  Thine; 


GENERAL  HYMNS  5i: 


Heirs  of  a  life  undying, 

The  hidden  life  at)ove, 
Strong   on  Thy  strength  relying, 

Safe  in  a  Father's  love. 

The  earth,  erewhile  so  oft  hedewed  with  tears. 

Shall  he,  like  man,  new-hom; 
The  heavens — unrolled  through  unimagined  years — 

Be  bright  with  endless  mom; 
No  room  is  there  for  sorrow, 

Toil,  trouble,  want,   or  care, 
None  anxious  for  the  morrow. 

There  is  no  morrow  there. 

Light  there,  eternal  light  and  life  shall  reign 

O'er  all  without,  within; 
No  stricken  soul  e'er  how  beneath  the  pain 

Of  unforgotten  sin; 
The  day  shall  have  no  ending, 

No  night  its  shadows  cast, 
All  present  gladness  blending 

With  gladness  ini  the  past. 

We  darkly  now,  as  in  a  mirror,  see 

These  wondrous  worlds  on  high; 
Help  us,  O  Lord,  to  live  our  life  in  Thee, 

The  Life  that  cannot  die; 
Till  heavenward  ever   soaring. 

By  Thy  sustaining  grace. 
Before  Thy  throne  adoring 

We  see  Thee  face  to  face.    Amen. 


Rev.    G.    Tbriiijf. 


514  GENERAL  HYMNR 


463 

St.    Flavian.  CM. 

UNHEARD  the  dews  aroimd  us  fall 

And  heavenly  influence  shed; 
And  silent  on  this  earthly  ball 

Celestial  footsteps  tread. 

Night  moves  in  silence  round  the  pole,  , 

The  stars  sing  on  unheard, 
Their  music  pierces  to  the  soul, 

Yet  borrows  not  a  word. 

Noiseless  the  morning  flings  its  gold, 

Still  is  the  evening's  place. 
And  silently  the  earth  is  rolled 

Amidst  the  vast  of  space. 

In  quietude  God's  Spirit  grows 

In  man  from  hour  to  hour; 
In  calm  eternal  onwards  flows 

His  all-inspiring  power. 

Lord,  grant  us  power  to  hear  at  length 

Thy  deep  and  silent  voice; 
To  work  in  stillness,  wait  in  strength, 

With  calmness  to  rejoice. 

So.  strong  in  calm,  our  thoughts  and  speech 

And  acts  Thy  peace  shall  own; 
So  shall  we  to  Thy  Presence  reach. 

And  know  as  we  are  known. 

On  Father.  Son  and  Holy  Ghost 

Our  Triune  God,  we  call. 
Commander  of  the  Angel  Host 

Forever  Lord  of  all.     Amen. 

tGeorge    W.    Briggs.      (Verse    added.) 


GENERAL  HYMNS  515 

464 

St.    Agnes.  CM. 

WALK  in  the  Light;  so  shalt  thou  know 

That  fellowship  of  love 
His   Spirit  only  can  hestow 

Who  reigns  in  light  above. 

Walk  in  the  Light,  and  sin,  abhorred. 

Shall  ne'er  defile  again; 
Our  love  for  Christ  our  holy  Lord 

Shall   strengthen  us  amain. 

Walk  in  the  Light;  and  thou  shalt  find 

Thy  heart  made  truly  His 
Who  dwells  in  cloudless  light  enshrined 

In  Whom  no  darkness  is. 

Walk  in  the  Light;  and  thou  shalt  own 

Thy  darkness  passed  away 
Because  that  Light  hath  on  thee  shone 

In  which  is  perfect  day. 

Walk  in  the  Light;  for  then  the  tomb 

No  fearful  shade  shall  wear; 
Griory  shall  chase  away  its  gloom, 

For  Christ  hath  conquered  there. 

Walk  in  the  Light,  and  thine  shall  be 

A  path,  though  thorny,  bright; 
For  Grod  in  love  shall  dwell  in  thee, 

And  God  Himself  is  Light.    Amen. 

tB.    Barton. 


516  GENERAL  HYMNS 


465 

Belmont.  CM. 

WE  ask  not,  Father,  the  repose 
Which  comes  from  outward  rest. 

If  we  may  have,  through  all  life's  woes. 
Thy  Peace  within  our  breast; 

That  Peace  which  suffers  and  is  strong. 

Trusts  where  it  cannot  see, 
Deems  not  the  trial  way  too  long. 

But  leaves  the  end  with  Thee; 

That  Peace  which,  through  the  billows'  moan 

And  angry  tempests'   roar. 
Sends  forth  its  calm,  sweet  undertone 

Of  joy  for  evermore; 

That  Peace  which  dwells  in  depths  of  love, 

In  souls  from  self  set  free, 
With  truth  and  light  sent  from  above, 

To  bless  humanity; 

That  Peace  which  flows  serene  and  deep, 

A  river  in  the  soul. 
Whose  banks  a  living  verdure  keep — 

God's  sunshine  o'er  the  whole. 

O  praise  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
And  Him  Whose  gifts  are  seven. 

The  Holy  Ghost,  through  Whom  alone 
Our  hearts  are  raised  to  Heaven.    Amen. 

Anon. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  517 

466 

Salutas.  Irregular. 

WE  bow  at  the  feet  of  the  Master, 

We  stand  to  obey  His  call, 
We  live  hut  to  practise  His  teachings 

To  offer  our  service,  our  all. 
But  the  clamour  of  earth  is  insistent, 

Its  confusion,  its  hurry  and  din. 
So  ceaseless  and  keen  he  our  vigil, 

That  we  lose  no  hint  from  within. 

Waiting  the  word  of  the  Master, 

Watching  the  Hidden  Light; 
Listening  to  catch  His  orders 

In  the  very  midst  of  the  fight; 
Seeing  His   slightest   signal 

Across  the  heads  of  the  throng; 
Hearing  His  faintest  whisper 

Above  earth's  loudest  song. 

What  then  is  the  word  of  the  Master, 

And  what  will  He  have  us  to  do? 
Perchance  He  hath  watchword  or  motto — 

A  war-cry  to  carry  us  through. 
Yes,  this  is  the  word  of  the  Master, 

The  mandate  that  comes  from  above, 
The  command  from  the  royal  headquarters — 

The  paramount  order  is  "Love."    Amen. 

Six  lines    anon.;   the   rest  C.W.L. 

467 

Christiania.  D.C.M. 

WE  limit  not  the  truth  of  God 

To  our  small  reach  of  mind, 
By  notions  of  one  age  and  sect, 

Crude,  partial  and  confined; 


518  GENEEAL  HYMNS 


A  wider,  grander  hope  than  that 

Within  our  hearts  is  stirred; 
His  Church  finds  ever-growing  truth 

In  Christ's  most  holy  word. 

We  dare  not  bind  by  our  dull  sense 

The  oracles  of  heaven, 
For  all  the  nations,  tongues  and  climes, 

And  all  the  ages  given. 
His  universe,  how  little  known  ! 

An  ocean  unexplored; 
His  Church  finds  ever-growing  truth 

In  Christ's  most  holy  word. 

Darkling  our  great  forefathers  took 

The  first  steps  of  the  way; 
'Twas  but  the  dawning,  yet  to  grow 

Into  the  perfect  day. 
And  grow  it  will;  cur  Lord  and  Sun 

Will  fervid  rays  afford; 
His  Church  finds  ever-growing  truth 

In  Christ's  most  holy  word. 

The  foot-hills  past,  ascending  still, 

Lord,  we  would  higher  climb, 
And  look  back  with  a  wider  love 

On  all  that  bygone  time. 
Upward  we  press  towards  vision  clear, 

Our  Master's  call  is  heard; 
His  Church  finds  ever-growing  truth 

In  Christ's  most  holy  word. 

O  Father,  Son  and  Spirit,  shower 

Thine  increase  from  above; 
Strengthen,  expand  Thy  servants'  hearts 

To  comprehend  Thy  love. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  519 

And  help  us  as  we  grow  to  know 
Through  nobler  powers  conferred, 

His  Church  finds  ever-growing  truth 
In  Christ's  most  holy  word.   Amen. 

C.W.L.,   based  on   G.   Rawson. 

468 

Shall   we   gather.  Irregular. 

WE  must  work  and  strive  together, 

Working,  striving  for  the  right; 
We  must  fight  against  the  evil 
Till  we  conquer  by  our  might. 

Be  strong  to  do,  be  strong  to  dare, 

In  faith  and  hope  be  strong  ! 
United  thus  in  bonds  of  love, 
We'll  help  the  world  along. 

In  defence  of  truth  and  justice, 

Like  a  bulwark  we  must  stand; 
And  the  soul  that's  fuU  of  courage 

Will  give  courage  to  the  hand. 
Be  strong  to  do,  etc. 

We  must  work  and  not  be  weary. 

Though  we  conquer  not  to-day; 
For  the  rescue  of  our  brothers 

We  must  plan  and  work  alway. 
Be  strong  to  do,  etc. 

Hark  !  the  crystal  streams  and  fountains 

Swell  the  chorus  of  our  song, 
And  they  seem,  to  be  rejoicing 

As  they  help  mankind  along. 

Be  strong  to  do,  etc.    Amen. 

tAnon. 


520  GENERAL  HYMNS 


469 

8.8. 8. ii. 

WE  shape  ourselves  the  joy  or  fear 
Of  which  the  coming  days  are  made, 

And  fill  our  future  atmosphere 
With  sunshine  or  with  shade. 

The  tissue  of  the  life  to  he 

We  weave  with  colours  all  our  own, 

And  in  the  field  of  destiny 
We  reap  as  we  have  sown. 

Still  shall  the  soul  around  it  caU 
The  shadows  which  it  gathered  here, 

And,  painted  on  the  eternal  wall, 
The  past  shall  reappear. 

Think  ye  the  notes  of  holy  song 
On  Dante's  tuneful  ear  have  died? 

Think  ye  that  Raphael's  Angel  throng 
Has  vanished  from  his  side? 

O  no  !  we  live  our  life  again; 

Or  warmly  touched  or  coldly  dim. 
The  pictui-es  of  the  past  remain; 

Man's  works  shall  follow  him. 

To  Father.  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

The  God  whom  earth  and  heaven  adore. 
From  men  and  from  the  Angel  Host 

Be  glory  evermore.     Amen. 

tJ.    Gr.    Whittier. 


GENERAL  HYMNS.  521 


470 

St.    Alphege    or    Corpus    Christi.  T.it.T.U. 

WE  thank  Thee  for  the  guerdon 
Which  Thou  hast  given  to  man, 

The  higher  life  around  us 
Which  all  may  share  who  can. 

The  light  which  hath  no  evening, 
The  health  that  hath  no  sore, 

The  life  that  hath  no  ending, 
But  lasteth  evermore. 

The  peace  of  all  the  faithful, 

The  calm  of  all  the  hlest, 
Inviolate,    unvaried, 

Divinest,   sweetest,   hest. 

For  fury,  greed  and  scandal 

Oft  threaten  peace  "below; 
But  strifeless  peace  and  ageless 

That  higher  life  doth  know. 

For  none  can  e'er  be  jealous 

And  none  will  e'er  contend; 
Fraud,  clamour,  pride,  unkindness 

And  selfishness  shall  end. 

That  peace — hut  who  may  claim  it? 

The  guileless  In  their  way. 
Who  keep  the  ranks  of  hattle, 

And  mean  the  thing  they  say. 

O  happy,  holy  portion. 

Refection  for  the  blest, 
True  vision  of  true  beauty, 

True  cure  of  the  distressed  ! 


522  GENEEAL  HYMNS 


I  know  not,  O  I  know  not 

What  joys  await  us  there, 
What  radiancy  of  glory. 

What  hliss. beyond  compare. 

Strive,  man,  to  win  that  glory,  . 

Toil,  man,  to  gain  that  light; 
Send,  hope  before  to  grasp  it 

Till  hope  be  lost  in  sight. 

Almighty,  heavenly  Father, 

O  co-eternal  Son, 
Life-giving  Holy  Spirit, 

We  hail  Thee,  Three  in  One.     Amen. 

IBeruard  de   Morlaix    (A.D.    1122),   tr.   by  Dr.   J.   M.   Xeale. 


471 

Alstone.  L.M. 

WE  thank  Thee,  Lord,  for  this  fair  earth, 

The  glittering   sky,  the  silver  sea; 
For  all  their  beauty,  all  their  worth. 

Their  light  and  glory,  come  from  Thee; 

From  Thee  the  flowers  that  clothe  the  ground, 
The  trees  that  wave  their  arms  above. 

The  hills  that  gird  our  dwellings  round, 
As  Thou  dost  gird  Thine  own  with  love. 

Yet  teach  us  still  how  far  more  fair. 
More  glorious,  Father,  in  Thy  sight, 

Is  one  pure  deed,  one  holy  prayer. 
One  heart  that  owns  Thy  Spirit's  might. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  523 


So  while  we  gaze  with  thoughtful  eye 
On  all  the  gifts  Thy  love  has  given, 

Help  us  in  Thee  to  live  and  die. 
By  Thee  to  rise  from  earth  to  heaven. 

To  Thee,  O  Nature's  Lord,  to  Thee 

All  praise  for  evermore  ascend, 
The  Three  in  One,  the  One  in  Three 

In  Whom  is  life  that  hath  no  end.    Amen. 

Bp.    G.    E.    Cotton. 

472 

Salera.*  Irregular. 

WE  will  make  the  highway  level, 
All  the  flinty  edges  hevel 
For  the  aged  feet  and  weary, 
That  they  stumble  not,  nor  stray. 
In  our  work  of  love  we  revel, 
As  we  make  the  highway  level, 
For  the  feet  of  little  children 
Who  will  take  the  joyous  way. 
And  all  along  the  highway  plant  the  asphodel  of  Patience; 
She  will  yield  her  fragrance  whatsoever  wind  may  stir; 
Plant  the  asphodel  of  Patience,  and  Purity  the  snowdrop, 
Humility  the  violet,  and  gentle  lavender. 

Stars  of  Faith  and  Hope  shall  quicken 
In  the  wounded  heart  and  stricken; 
Stars  of  Bethlehem    and  Michael 
Shall  illume  the  shadowed  space; 
For,  wherever  sorrows  thicken. 
Stars  of  Faith  and  Hope  shall  quicken, 
And  ever  by  the  road  we  find 
The  tender  herb  of  Grace  ! 

*See   form    in  St.  Alban    Hymnal    (Supplementary   Tunes). 


524  GENERAL  HYMNS 

And  all  about  the  wayside  grass,  for  Glory  and  for  Worship, 
Alleluia  flowers  we  plant  for  Joy  and  Melody; 

Daisies  for  their  Innocence;  the  pansy,  Heart's  Contentment; 
The  rose,  with  glowing  heart  aflame,  for  perfect  Charity. 

In  the  joy  of  consecration, 
In  perpetual  adoration, 

We  will  heautify  the  highway, 
Bringing  gifts  of  heart  and  mind; 
We  will  offer  self-negation. 
In  the  strength  of  consecration. 
With  passion-flowers  of  suffering 
And  hearts  of  Love,  entwined. 
For  He  Who  hallowed  while  on  earth  the  lily-of-the-valley, 
Christ  the  Master,  He  for  Whom  our  longing  spirits  yearn. 
He  Himself  will  meet  us,  on  the  path  of  our  preparing. 
Dawns  the  day  that  heralds  in  the  hour  of  His  return  ! 

Amen. 

Mand  M.   Burnell. 

473 

Comrades.  8.G.7.G. 

WE'RE  all  in  one  boat  together. 

On,  brothers  !  brothers,  on  ! 
Come  fair  or  come  foul  weather, 

We  must  push  on,  push  on  ! 

We're  all  in  one  boat  together, 

Together,  brothers,   row; 
Come  fair  or  come  foul  weather, 

We  shall  fare  better  so. 

We're  all  in  one  boat  together. 

The  voyage  is  long,  is  long. 
Come  fair  or  come  foul  weather, 

The  stream  is  strong,  is  strong. 


aENERAL  HYMNS  525 

We're  all  in  one  boat  together, 

Let  each  for  his  brother  strive; 
Then  come  the  foulest  weather, 

All,  all  are  sure  to  thrive. 

We're  all  in  one  boat  together, 

Divided  we  are  undone; 
Come  fair  or  come  foul  weather, 

United,  the  goal  is  won.    Amen. 

Anon. 

474 

Evangelium     (Farmer).  10.8.8.7.9.7.9.7. 

WE'VE  a  story  to  tell  to  the  nations 

That  shall  turn  their  hearts  to  the  Eighth 
A  story  of  truth  and  sweetness 

A  story  of  peace  and  light; 
We've  a  song  to  be  sung  to  the  nations 

That  shall  lift  their  hearts  to  the  Lord — 
A  song  that  shall  conquer  evil 
And  shatter  the  spear  and  sword; 

For  the  darkness  shall  turn  to  dawning 

And  the  dawning  to  noonday  bright, 
And  Christ's  great  Kingdom  shall  come  on  earth, 
The  Kingdom  of  Love  and  Light. 

We've  a  message  to  give  to  the  nations 

That  the  Lord  who  reigneth  above 
Will  come  down  to  earth  to  help  us, 

And  show  us  that  God  is  Loye; 


.120  GENERAL  HYMNS 

For  the  Teacher  shall  come  to  the  nations 

Who  the  Eightfold  Path  has  trod, 
That  all  of  the  world's  great  peoples 

May  come  to  the  Truth  of  God; 
For  the  darkness,  etc.     Amen. 

tH.    Ernest    Nichol. 

Copyright:  by  permission  of  H.  E.  Xichol,  Charlotte  Street,  Hull. 
Mr.  Nichol's  original  tune  to  this  hymn  will  be  found  at  No.  116 
of  The    Sunday   School    Hymnary. 

475 

Salem.*  P.M. 

WHEN  mothers  of  Salem  brought  children  to  our  Master 
The  stem  disciples  drove  them  back,  and  bade  them  depart; 

Our  Master  saw  them  ere  they  fled, 

And  sweetly  smiled  and  kindly  said: 
* '  Suffer  the  children  to  come  unto  Me. '  * 
"For  I  will  receive  them,  and  fold  them  to  My  bosom, 
I'll  be  a  Shepherd  to  these  lambs;  O  drive  them  not  away. 

For  if  their  hearts  to  Me  they  give 

They  shall  with  Me  in  glory  live; 
Suifer  the  children  to  come  unto  Me." 
How  kind  was  our  Master  to  bid  those  children  welcome  ! 
But  there  are  many  thousands  who  have  never  heard  of  Him; 

Dear  Master,  shed  Thy  glorious  Ray, 

That  they  may  hear  Thee  to  them  say: 
"Suffer  the  children  to  come  unto  Me." 
And  soon  may  Thy  people,  of  every  tribe  and  nation, 
Unclose  their  minds  and  hearts  towards  Thee,  that  they  may 

understand — 

How  wondrous  is  the  God  of  Love, 

How  Thou  art  ever  from  above 
Willing  Thy  children  to  come  unto  Thee.    Amen. 

tW.   M.  Hutching-s. 
*See    Sunday    School   Hymnary,    No.    22. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  527 


476 

Armageddon.  6.5.T. 

WHEN  o'er  earth  is  breaking  rosy  light  and  fair, 

Mom  afar  proclaimeth  sweetly — ^God  is  there. 

See  the  morning  sunbeams  lighting  up  the  wood, 

Silently  proclaiming  God  is  ever  good. 

Naught  could  ever  harm  us  if  we  understood, 
God  is  ever  present,  God  is  ever  good. 

When  the  spring  is  wreathing  flowers  rich  and  rare, 
On  each  leaf  is  written,  nature's  God  is  there. 
See  the  shining  dewdrops  on  the  flowers  strewed, 
Showing  as  they  sparkle  God  is  ever  good. 
Naught,  etc. 

When  the  storm  is  howling  through  the  midnight  air, 
Fearfully  its  thunder  tells  us  God  is  there. 
Hear  the  mountain  streamlet  in  its  solitude, 
With  its  ripple  saying,  God  is  ever  good. 
Naught,  etc. 

In  the  leafy  tree- tops  where  no  fears  intrude, 
Merry  birds  are  singing,  God  is  ever  good. 
Let  our  life  he  ever  filled  with  gratitude; 
All  things  join  to  tell  us  God  is  ever  good. 
Naught,  etc.     Amen. 

Anon. 

477 

Nearer    Home    or   Leominster.  D.S.M. 

WHEN  skies  are  clouding  dark 
And  strife  is  sterner  grown, 
Around  us  swells  the  trump  that  tells 
We  do  not  fight  alone. 


528  GENEEAL  HYMNS 

The  standard  bearers  fall; 
Spent  and  outnumbered  we; 
Yet  unseen  legions  onward  call 
To  more  tban  victory. 

Wben  craven  hands  hang  down 
And  quake  the  feeble  knees, 
ijfod's  eager  host,  in  Him  who  boast 
Know  no  such  fears  as  these. 
Till  Thy  salvation  fails, 
Till  Thy  right  arm  decays, 
Thou  art  our  might,  our  song,  our  right, 
Our  glory  and  our  praise. 

What  though  the  young  men  faint. 

The  youths  fall  utterly; 
On  eagle  wing  we'll  mount  to  sing 

Their  strength  who  wait  on  Thee. 

That  strength  by  Thee  renewed, 

We  shall  nor  faint  nor  fall 
Till  glory  roll  from  pole  to  pole 

And  aod  be  AU  in  all. 

Our  trust  is  all  in  Thee 

And  never  shall  it  fail; 
Were  all  the  world  in  ruin  hurled 

Still  would  Thy  might  prevail. 

Be  God  the  Father  blest, 

And  the  co-equal  Word, 
And  Holy  Ghost,  by  Angel  host 

Triumphantly  adored.    Amen. 

tC.H.B.    (v.    added). 

A  fine  original  tune  has  been  written  to  this  hymn  by  Mr.  George 
Sampson,  Cathedral   Close,    Brisbane,    and   can  be   obtained   from  him. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  529 


478 

Flame.  P.M. 

WHEN  the  Lords  of  Flame  in  splendour  came 

To  train  our  youthful  earth, 
And  man,  like  a  flower  'neath  the  simbeam's  power, 

Rose  up  in  his  glorious  birth. 
The  dark  grew  bright  and  the  night  grew  light 

When  that  era  of  growth  began, 
And  a  joyous  thrill  ran  through  vale  and  hill 
In  sjonpathy  with  man. 

Hour  after  hour,  like  an  opening  flower, 

Shall  truth  after  truth  expand. 
The  sun  may  pale,  and  the  stars  may  fail, 
But  the  Law  of  God  shall  stand. 

While  the  stars  rang  out  with  a  tuneful  shout 

To  the  mountains  and  the  sea, 
And  the  world's  great  heart,  with  a  quickened  start. 

Beat  time  to  their  melody — 
Like  a  seed  in  the  ground  grew  a  thought  profound 

As  that  dawn  of  Mind  began. 
And  the  Soul  was  taught  through  that  primal  thought 

Of  the  latent  God  in  man. 
Hour  after  hour,  etc. 

Through  the  ages  dim  has  that  holy  hymn 

Come  down  to  our  listening  ears, 
And  still  shall  it  float  with  a  sweeter  note 

Through  the  vista  of  coming  years; 
And  a  voice  made  known  from  the  viewless  throne, 

"As  it  has  been,  it  shall  be," 
On,  on  from  the  past,  still  on  to  the  last, 

Like  a  river  that  seeks  the  sea. 

Hour  after  hour,  etc.    Amen. 

Adapted   by  C.W.L. 


530  GENERAL  HYMNS 


479 

Pilgrims.  11. 10  J  1.10. 

WHEN  winds  are  raging  o'er  the  upper  ocean 
And  "billows  fierce  contend  with  angry  roar, 
We  know,  far  down  beneath  the  wild  commotion 
That  perfect  stillness  reigneth  evermore. 
Peace  of  the  Father,  peace  of  the  Son, 
Peace  of  the  Holy  Ghost,  Who  with  Them  both  is  One. 

Far,  far  beneath  the  noise  of  tempests  dieth, 

Currents  unseen  glide  ever  peacefully, 
And  no  rude  storm,  how  fierce  soe'er  it  flieth, 

Disturbs  the  calmness  of  that  deeper  sea. 
Peace,  etc. 

So  in  the  heart  that  in  Thy  Love  rejoices 

There  is  a  temple,  holy  evermore, 
And  all  the  babble  of  life's  angry  voices 

Dies  in  hushed  stillness  at  its  sacred  door. 
Peace,  etc. 

Far,  far  away  the  roar  of  passion  dieth. 

And  loving  thoughts  rise  gently,  peacefully. 
And  no  rude  storm,  how  fierce  so'er  it  flieth, 

Disturbs  the  heart  that  dwells,  O  Lord,  in  Thee. 
Peace,  etc. 


O  God  of  Peace,  Whose  Name  all  passion  quelleth 
Fountain  of  Love,  Thou  Sea  without  a  shore, 

Within  the  secret  of  Thy  Presence  dwelleth 
Fullness  of  joy,  both  now  and  evermore. 
Peace,  etc.     Amen. 

tHarriet   Beecher    Stowe 


I 


GENERAL   HYMNS  531 


480 

Lumen    Verum    or    Trentham.  S.M. 

WHERE  is  thy  God,  O  man? 
Is  He  within  thy  heart, 
Or  ruler  of  a  distant  realm 
In  which  thou  hast  no  part? 

Where  is  thy  God,   O  man? 
Only  in  stars  and  sun? 
Or  have  all  holy  words  of  truth 
His  Light  in  every  one? 

Where  is  thy  God,   O  man? 
Confined  to  scripture's  page? 
Or  does  His  Spirit  check  and  guide 
The  spirit  of  each  age? 

O  Ruler  of  the  sky. 
Rule  Thou  within  my  heart; 
O  great  Adorner  of  the  world. 
Thy  Light  of  Life  impart. 

Giver  of  holy  words 
Bestow  Thy  wondrous  power, 
And  aid  me,  whether  work  or  thought 
Engage  the  varying  hour. 

In  Thee  I  have  my  help, 
As  all  my  fathers  had; 
And  whether  joy  or  sorrow  come 
Thy  service  makes  me  glad. 

To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  ever  blest, 
The  One  in  Three,  the  Three  in  One, 
Be  endless  praise  addressed.    Amen. 

JT.    T.    Lynch. 


532  GENERAL  HYMNS 


481 

St.    Anthony.  CM. 

WHO  fathoms  tlie  Eternal  Thought? 

Who  talks  of  scheme  and  plan? 
The  Lord  is  God  !    He  needeth  not 

The  poor  device  of  man. 
And  in  the  maddening  maze  of  things, 

When  tossed  hy  storm  and  flood, 
To  one  fixed  ground  my  spirit  clings; 

I  know  that  G-od  is  good. 

I  long  for  household  voices  gone, 

For  vanished  smiles  I  long; 
But  God  hath  led  my  dear  ones  on, 

And  He  can  do  no  wrong. 

I  know  not  what  the  future  hath 

Of  marvel  or  surprise, 
Assured  alone  that  life  and  death 

His  justice  underlies. 

And  so  beside  the  silent  sea 

I  wait  the  muffled  oar; 
No  harm  from  Him  can  come  to  me 

On  ocean  or  on  shore. 

I  know  not  where  His  islands  lift 

Their  frohded  palms  in  air; 
I  only  know  I  cannot  drift 

Beyond  His  love  and  care. 

O  Christ  our  Lord,  by  Whom  are  seen 

Thy  creatures  as  they  he, 
In  utter  trust  and  peace  I  lean 

My  loving  heart  on  Thee  !    Amen. 

tJ.    G.   Whittiei 


GENERAL  HYMNS  533 


482 

St.  Theresa.  6.5.T. 

WHO  is  on  the  Lord's  side?     Wlio  will  serve  the  King, 

Who  will  he  His  helpers,  other  lives  to  hring? 

Who  will  leave  the  world's  side?     Who  will  face  the  foe? 

Who  is  on  the  Lord's  side?  Who  for  Him  will  go? 
By  Thy  love  constraining,  by  Thy  power  divine, 
We  are  on  the  Lord's  side;  Master,  we  are  Thine. 

We  are  faithful  soldiers  in  our  Captain's  hand; 
Called  to  such  high  duty,  steadfast  will  we  stand. 
In  the  service  royal  let  us  not  grow  cold; 
Let  us  be  right  loyal,  noble,  true  and  bold. 
By  Thy  love,  etc. 

Not  for  weight  of  glory,  not  for  crown  and  palm, 
Enter  we  the  army,  raise  the  warrior-psalm; 
With  Thy  blessing  filling    each  who  comes  to  Thee, 
Thou  hast  made  us  willing,  Thou  hast  made  us  free. 
By  Thy  love,  etc. 

Fierce  may  be  the  conflict,  strong  may  be  the  foe, 
But  the  King's  own  army  none  can  overthrow; 
Round  His  standard  ranging,  victory  is  secure, 
For  His  truth  unchanging  makes  the  triumph  sure. 
By  Thy  love  constraining,  by  Thy  power  divine, 
We  are  on  the  Lord's  side;  Master,  always  Thine  ! 

Amen. 

tFrances   G.    Havergal. 
By    permission    of   James   Nisbet   &    Co.,    Ltd. 


534  GENERAL  HYMNS 


483 

Voluntas.  8.6.8.6.8.4. 

WITH  a  right  good  will  let  us  do  our  work, 

Though  the  toil  seem  hard  and  long; 
Let  us  stand  up  bravely  and  never  shirk, 
But  singing  a  hearty  song; 

With  a  right  good  will,  with  a  right  good  will,  a 
right  good  will  ! 
Let  us  boldly  stand  in  the  storm  of  life, 

With  its  mingled  right  and  wrong  ! 
We  can  do  our  work  in  the  midst  of  strife, 
Still  singing  a  hearty  song; 

With  a  right  good  will,  etc. 

We  have  each  our  work  that  none  else  can  do, 

In  the  busy  human  throng; 
Let  us  find  it  out  with  a  purpose  true, 

Still  singing  a  hearty  song; 

With  a  right  good  will,  etc. 

There  is  God  on  high,  in  the  heaven  of  light, 

He  will  help  us  all  life  long; 
We  can  know  no  fear  if  we  do  the  right, 

Still  singing  a  hearty  song; 

With  a  right  good  will,  etc.     Amen. 

H.    Ernest    Nichol. 
Copyright:    by  permission    of  H.    E.    Xichol,    Charlotte    Street.    Hull. 

484 

Winchester    New.  E.M. 

WITH  noiseless  steps  Good  goes  its  way; 
The  earth  shakes  under  Evil's  tread, 
We  hear  the  uproar,  and  'tis  said, 

The  world  grows  wicked  every  day. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  535 


It  is  not  true.    With  quiet  feet, 
In  silence,  Virtue  sows  her  seeds; 
Wliile  sin  goes  shouting  out  his  deeds, 

And  echoes  listen  and  repeat. 

But  surely  as  the  old  world  moves, 
*        And  circles  round  the  shining  sun, 
So  surely  does  God's  purpose  run, 
And  all  the  human  race  improves. 

Despite  hold  Evil's  noise  and  stir. 
Truth's  golden  harvests  ripen  fast; 
The  present  far  outshines  the  past; 

Men's  thoughts  are  higher  than  they  were. 

Who  runs  may  read  this  truth,  I  say; 
Sin  travels  in  a  rumbling  car, 
While  Virtue  soars  on  like  a  star; 

The  world  grows  hotter  every  day. 

For  that  great  truth  to  God  in  praise 
To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 
His  Church  and  His  angelic  host 

Unite  their  thankful  songs  to  raise.    Amen. 

Ella   Wheeler   Wilcox    (doxology    added). 
Published    by    permission   of   Messrs.    Gay    and    Hancock. 

485 

Madrid  or  Dix.  7s.    (six  lines). 

WITHOUT  haste  and  without  rest, 
Bind  the  motto  to  thy  breast. 
Bear  it  with  thee  as  a  spell, 
Storm  or  sunshine,  guard  it  well. 
Heed  not  flowers  that  round  thee  bloom ; 
Bear  it  onward  to  the  tomb. 


536  GENERAL  HYMNS 

Haste  not — ^let  no  thoughtless  deed 
Mar  the  spirit's  steady  speed, 
Ponder  well  and  know  the  right, 
Onward  then  with  all  thy  might; 
Haste  not — years  may  not  atone 
For  one  reckless  action  done. 

Rest  not — life  is  sweeping  by. 
Do  and  dare  before  you  die, 
Something  worthy  and  sublime 
Leave  behind  to  conquer  time; 
Something  which  shall  live  for  aye. 
When  these  forms  have  passed  away. 

Haste  not,  rest  not — calm  in  strife, 
Steadfast  bear  the  storms  of  life; 
Duty  be  thy  polar  guide, 
Do  the  right  whatever  betide; 
Haste  not,  rest  not — conflicts  past, 
Peace  shall  crown  thy  work  at  last. 

Unto  God's  great  Name  we  raise 
Hymns  of  glory,  songs  of  praise; 
To  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Honour,  might,  and  glory  be. 
Now,  and  through  eternity.    Amen. 

Johann   Wolfgang  Goethe. 

486 

Diligenop.  7.0.7.0.7.6.7.;'). 

WORK,  for  the  night  is  ccming, 
Work  through  the  morning  hours. 

Work  while  the  dew  is  sparkling, 
Work  'mid  springing  flowers; 


GENERAL  HYMNS 


Work  when  the  day  grows  brighter, 
Work  in  the  glowing  sun; 

Work,  for  when  night-time  cometh 
Eaxthly  work  is  done. 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Work  through  the  sunny  noon; 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labour, 

Rest  comes  sure  and  soon. 
Give  every  flying  minute 

Something  to  keep  in  store; 
Work,    for  this   earthly   body 

Soon  can  work  no  more. 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming. 

Under  the   sunset   skies, 
While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

Work,  for  the  daylight  flies. 
Work  till  the  last  beam  fadeth 

Into    the   golden   west, 
Then  it  has  done  its  duty; 

Let   the  body   rest. 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming; 

Brave  men  are  wanted  here, 
Men  who  will  toil  and  faint  not, 

Strive  and  persevere, 
Sure  if  they  use  each  talent 

Grod  will  increase  their  store, 
Sure  that  determined   effort 

Strengthens  them  more  and  more. 

Work  when  the  night  hath  fallen, 
Work  on  the  astral  plane; 

Work  while  the  sweet  sleep  healeth 
Wearied  hand   and  brain. 


538  GEXiijRAL  HYMNS 

Work  like  our  glorious  Master, 

Following  the  path  He  trod; 
Work  through  the  endless  ages, 

Work  is  the  Law  of  God.     Amen. 

J  Anna    L.    Coghill    (v.    4   added). 

487 

Robur.  8.5.3,5.D. 

WOULD  you  like  to  be  a  hero 

After   God's    own   heart? 
Would  you  like  in  life's  great  drama 

Well   to   play   your   part? 
Take  these  words  then  as  a  motto, 

And   a   guiding  light — 
"Whatso'er  thy  hand  be  doing, 

Do  it  with  thy  might ! ' ' 

Be  not  one  of  those  who  linger 

Over  tasks  undone; 
Only  in  the  fire  of  a^ition 

Victory    can    be    won. 
As  the  smith  upon  the  anvil 

Shapes   his   work   aright, 
"Whatso'er  thy  hand  be  doing, 

Do   it  with   thy  might  ! ' ' 

So  whatever  comes  before  you. 

Whether  work   or  play. 
When  you  set  about  some  study. 

Whether  grave  or  gay — 
Put  your  heart  in  every  duty, 

Be   it   great  or  slight; 
"Whatso'er  thy  hand  be  doing. 
Do  it  with  thy  might  ! ' '     Amen. 

H.    Ernest   Nichol. 
Copyright:   by   permission   of   H.  E.  Nichol,    Charlotte   Street,    Hull. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  539 


488 

Nottingham.  78. 

WOULD  you  live  the  life  of  Love? 

See  that  you  he  pure  and  hright, 
Open  to  the  world  ahove, 

Sho-wing  forth  its  glorious  light. 

Let  each  thought  he  true  and  sweet, 

Fit  for  Him  to  use  at  need, 
Lay  each  action  at  His  Feet, 

Every  kindly  word  and  deed. 

Bravely   do  your  earthly  part, 
Gladly  serving  great  and  small, 

Keep  Him  ever  in  your  heart. 
Nearest,  truest  Friend  of  all. 

Follow  humhly  in  the  Way 

Which  His  blessed  Feet  have  trod. 

Drawing  nearer,   day  by   day. 
To  your  brothers,  and  to  God. 

Hear  the  voice  of  Love  Divine; 

Never  shalt  thou  part  from  Me; 
I  have  loved  thee,  thou  art  Mine, 

Now,  and  through  eternity. 

Glory  to  the  Father  be; 

Equal  glory   to   the   Son; 
Glory,  Holy   Ghost,  to  Thee; 

One  in  Three  and  Three  in  One.    Amea 


O.V.M. 


540  GENERAL  HYMNS 

489 

Benson.  P.M. 

YOU  never  can  tell  when  you  send  a  word, 

Like  an  arrow  sliot  from  a  bow 
By  an  archer  blind,  be  it  cruel  or  kind, 

Just   where  it  may   chance  to  go. 
It  may  pierce  the  breast  of  your  dearest  friend, 

Tipped  with  its  poison  or  balm; 
To  a  stranger's  heart  in  life's  great  mart 

It  may  carry  its  pain  or  its  calm. 

You  never  can  tell  when  you  do  an  act 

Just  what  the  result  will  be; 
But  with  every  deed  you  are  sowing  a  seed, 

Though  the  harvest  you  may  not  see. 
Each  kindly  act  is  an  acorn  dropped 

In  God's  productive   soil. 
You  may  not  know,  but  the  tree  shall  grow. 

With  shelter  for  those  who  toil. 

You  never  can  tell  what  your  thoughts  will  do, 

In  bringing  you  hate  or  love; 
For  thoughts  are  things,  and  their  airy  wings 

Are  swifter  than  carrier  dove. 
They  follow  the  law  of  the  universe — 

Each  thing  must  create  its  kind; 
iVnd  they  speed  o'er  the  track  to  bring  you  back 

Whatever  went  out  from  your  mind.    Amen. 

Ella  Wheeler  Wilcox. 

490 

Aurelia.        7.6.D. 

THE    Church's  one    foundation 

Is  Christ  our  Holy  Lord; 
She  is   His  new   creation 

By  water  and  the  Word; 


GENERAL  HYMNS  541 

Througli  her  His  Life  is  flowing 

In  Sacraments  divine; 
Through  her  His  Love  is  glowing, 

By  Him  her  splendours  shine. 

Elect   from  every  nation, 

Yet  one  o'er  all  the  earth, 
Her    charter    of    salvation 

One  Lord,  one  Faith,  one  Birth, 
One  Holy  Name  she  blesses, 

Partakes   one  Holy   Food, 
And  to  one  hope  she  presses 

With  every  grace  endued. 

Though  with  a  scornful  wonder 

Men  see  her  sore  oppressed, 
By  schisms  rent  asunder, 

By  heresies   distressed, 
Yet  Saints  their  watch  are  keeping, 

Their  cry  goes  up,   "How  long?" 
And  soon  the  night  of  weeping 

Shall  he  the  mom  of  song. 

Mid    toil    and    tribulation, 

And  tumult  of  her  war, 
She  waits  the  consummation 

Of  peace   for  evermore; 
Till  with  the  vision  glorious 

Her  longing  eyes   are  blest, 
And  the  great  Church  victorious 

Shall  be  the  Church  at  rest. 

Yet  she  on  earth  hath  union 

With  God  the  Three  in  One, 
And    mystic  sweet    communion 

With  those  whose  rest  is  won: 


542  GENEEAL  HYMNS 


New   York. 


O  happy  ones  and  lioly  ! 

Lord,  give  us  grace  that  we. 
Like  them,  the  meek  and  lowly, 

On  high  may  dwell  with  Thee.    Amen. 

tRev.  S.  J.   Stone. 

491 

7.6.D. 

O  FATHER  sempiternal,  : 

For  evermore  the  same,  J 

Whose   mighty  Love  paternal  I 

In   its  unchanging  flame,  ^ 
In  "bonds  of  blessing  golden 

Did  join  the  primal  twain, 

That    benediction   olden  i 

O    Father,    grant   again  !  . 

O  Christ,  Whose  Love  for  ever, 

Strong    as    eternity 
Hath  willed  that  nought  should  sever 

Thy  Holy   Church  from  Thee; 
O  by  that  great  communion. 

That  none  shaU  e'er  divide, 
We  pray  Thee,  bless  this  union, 

This  bridegroom  and  this  bride  ! 

Spirit  of  peace  and  gladness. 

Whose   holy   graces   seven 
Can  make  this  world  of  sadness 

A  borderland  of   heaven; 
O   Leader   and   Defender, 

Be  theirs  to  guard  and  guide, 
Now  in  life's  mid-day  splendour 

On  to  the  eventide. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  543 


O  Triune  Power  and  Glory 

O   Undivided   Three, 
Grant  that  these  twain  before  Thee 

Be  ever  one  in  Thee; 
One  now  in  ways  of  duty 

Made  bright  by  holy  love, 
And   one   in   bliss   and  beauty 

Eternally   above.      Amen. 

$Rev.    S.   J.  Stone. 

492 

■hnvst.  8.7.D. 

ROUND  the  Sacred  City  gather 

Moab,  Edom,  Babylon; 
All  the  warring  hosts  of  error 

Joined  against  her,  move  as  one. 
Vain  the  leaguer  !  her  foundations 

Are  upon  the  holy  hills. 
And  the  love  of  the  Eternal 

All  her  stately  temple  fills. 

Get  thee,  watchman,  to  the  rampart ! 

Gird  thee,  warrior,  with  thy  sword  ! 
Be  ye  strong  as  ye  remember 

That  amidst  you  is  the  Lord; 
Like  the  night  mists  from  the  valley 

These  shall  vanish  one  by  one, 
Moab's  malice,  Edom's  envy. 

And  the  hate  of  Babylon. 

But  be  true,  ye  sons  and  daughters, 

Lest  the  peril  be  within; 
Be  alert,  lest  while  ye  slumber, 

Stealthy  foemen  enter  in; 


544  GENERAL  HYMNS 

Safe  the  mother  and  the  children, 
If  their  will  and  love  be  strong, 

While  their  loyal  hearts  go  singing 
Thanks  and  praise  for  battle-song. 

Church  of  God,  our  hearts  remember 

All  the  debt  to  thee  we  owe, 
All  the  gracious  help  thou  givest 

All  the  powers  through  thee  that  flow. 
So  to  thee  shall  we  be  steadfast. 

Though  the  world's  foundations  shake, 
Love  of  thee  is  love  for  ever, 

Love  of  thee  for  Christ's  dear  sake. 

Church  of  Christ,  upon  thy  banner 

Gleams  the  splendour  of  His  sign; 
By  His  own  most  gracious  promise 

Thou  art  His,  and  He  is  thine; 
From  the  heart  of  the  Eternal 

Flows  thy  Sacramental  tide; 
From  the  height  of  Christ's  Ascension 

Flows  the  love  which  is  thy  guide. 

God  the  Spirit  dwells  within  thee, 

His    Society   Divine, 
His  the  living  word  thou  keepest, 

His   thy  Apostolic  line. 
Ancient  qhant  and  song  liturgic, 

Creeds  that  change  not  to  the  end, 
As  His  gift  we  have  received  them, 

As  His  charge  we  will  defend. 

Alleluia,  Alleluia, 
To  the  Father,  Spirit,  Son, 

In  Whose  will  the  Church  at  warfare 
With  the  Church  at  rest  is  one; 


GENERAL  HYMNS  545 

So  to  Thee  we  sing  in  union, 
God  in  earth  and  Heaven  adored, 

Alleluia,  Alleluia, 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy  Lord.     Amen. 

tRev.   S.  J.   Slone. 

493 

Verulam.  10s    (six  lines). 

THOU,  Who  at  Thy  first  Eucharist  didst  pray 
That  all  Thy  Church  might  he  for  ever  one, 

Grant  us  at  every  Eucharist  to  say 
With  longing  heart  and  soul,   "Thy  will  be  done," 

O.  may  we  all  one  Bread,  one  Body  be, 

Through  this  blest  Sacrament  of  Unity. 

For  all  Thy  Church,  O  Lord,  we  intercede; 

Make  Thou  our  sad  divisions  soon  to  cease; 
Draw  us  the  nearer  each  to  each,  we  plead, 

By  drawing  all  to  Thee,  O  Prince  of  pea^e; 
Thus  may  we  all  One  Bread,  one  Body  be. 
Through  this  blest  Sacrament  of  Units'-. 

We  pray  Thee  too  for  wanderers  from  Thy  Fold; 

O  bring  them  back.  Good  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Back  to  the  Faith  which  Saints  believed  of  old, 

Back   to   the   Church  which   still   that   Faith   doth  keep; 
Soon  may  we  all  one  Bread,  one  Body  be. 
Through  this  blest  Sacrament  of  Unity. 

So,  Lord,  at  length  when  Sacraments  shall  cease, 
May  we  be  one  with  all  Thy  Church  above. 

One  with  Thy  Saints  in  one  unbroken  peace, 
One  with  Thy  Saints  in  one  unbounded  love; 

More  blessed  still,  in  peace  and  love  to  be 

One  with  the  Trinity  in  Unity.     Amen. 

Colonel    W.    IF.    Tiirton. 


516  GENERAL  HYMNS 


494 

In    Nomine    Tuo.  7.4.7.4. 

IN  Thy  Name  to  think,  to  feel, 

And  dedicate; 
In  Thy  Name  the  will  to  steel, 

And  consecrate; 

In  Thy  Name  each  hour  to  plan 
My  worth  to  prove; 

In  Thy  Name  the  world  to  span 
With  heart  of  love; 

In  Thy  Name  with  patience  true 
To  bear  all  pain; 

In  Thy  Name  when  skies  are  blue 
To  smile  again; 

Thus  my  heart  on  Thine  to  bind 

Is  purity; 
Thus  alone  each  day  I  find 

Security.   Amen. 

C.  Jinarajadasa 

495 

Maryland.  D.L.M. 

O  GOD  of  God,  O  Light  of  Light, 

Thou  Prince  of  Peace,  Thou  King  of  Kings; 
To  Thee,  where  Angels  know  no  night, 

The  hymn  of  praise  for  ever  rings; 
To  Him  Who  sits  upon  the  throne, 

Yet  reigneth  in  the  hearts  of  men, 
Laud,  honour,  might  to  Him  alone. 

Glory    and   praise;    Amen,  Amen  ! 
Nations  beheld  their  coming  Lord 

Slowly  in  t3rpe  from  age  to  age, 
Grand  in  the  poet's  winged  word, 

Deep  in  the  prophet's  sacred  page; 


GENERAL  HYMNS  547 

Till,  through  the  deep  Judaean  night, 
Rang  out  the  song,  "Goodwill  to  men," 

Hymned  by  the  first-horn  sons  of  light, 
Re-echoed  now,  "Groodwill,  Amen." 

His  life  of  truth,  His  deeds  of  love, 

Steadfast  through  good  report  and  ill. 
These  all  are  past,  and  now  above 

He  reigns  our  King,  yet  with  us  still. 
"Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates," 

So  sang  His  Hosts,  unheard  by  men; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  for  you  He  waits; 

We  lift  them  up;  Amen,  Amen  ! 

Nations  afar  in  slumber  deep. 

Isles  of  the  sea  where  darkness  lay, 
These  hear  His  voice,  they  wake  from  sleep, 

And  throng  with  joy  the  upward  way. 
They  cry  with  us,  *  *  Send  forth  Thy  light. 

Teacher  of  Angels  and  of  men; 
Burst  evil's  bonds,  O  Lord  of  might, 

Set  all  men  free;"  Amen,  Amen! 

Sing  to  the  Lord  a  glorious  song, 

Sing  to  His  Name,  His  love  forth  tell; 
Sing  on,  heaven's  Hosts,  His  praise  prolong; 

Sing  ye  who  now  on  earth  do  dwell; 
To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost 

From  Angels  praise;  and  once  again 
From  all  His  Church's  mighty  host 

Glory  and  power;  Amen,  Amen  !    Amen. 

tOanon    John   Julian. 


548  GENEEAL  HYMNS 


496 

Ruth.  6.5.D. 

MOTHER-MAID   all-holy,  throned  upon  thy  knee, 
Evermore  the  Almighty  Child  and  Lord  we  see. 
While  with  awe  thou  gazest  on  the  wondrous  face — 
Blest  among  all  women,  Mary,  full  of  grace. 

Sung  "by  countless  thousands,  since  the  distant  day 
When  she  walked  among  us  her  sweet  stainless  way; 
How  should  we  unworthy  to  her  praise  draw  near; 
How  uplift  the  chorus  meet  for  heaven  to  hear? 

Of  that  perfect  childhood,  of  that  youth-time  fair. 
Scarce   a   whisper  lingers  what  thou  wast,  and  where; 
Flower  amid  the  flowers  faith  beholds  thee  go, 
Mystic  Rose  of  Sharon,  Lily  pure  as  snow. 

Angels   and    Archangels   now   are  round  the   Maid. 
Where  the  world's  Creator  on  her  knees  is  laid; 
Where  she  worships  o'er  Him,  God  and  Man  in  one. 
Son  of  highest  heaven,  Mary's  royal  Son. 

On  the  Babe  thou  smilest,   He  on  thee  the  while; 
But  His  Father's  business  calls  Him  from  thy  smile; 
In  the  secret  archives  it  is  writ  above. 
Sevenfold    swords   shall   pierce   thee,    sevenfold  wounds   of 
love. 

Now.  through  rest  translated  to  the  realm  assigned, 
Crowned  with  grace  we  greet  thee,  Crown  of  human-kind; 
Yet,  through  all  the  ages,  throned  upon  thy  knee, 
Mother-Maid,  the  Almighty  Child  and  Lord  we  see. 


GENEEAL  HYMNS  549 


Now  to  God  the  Father  and  to  Mary's  Son 
And  the  Holy  Spirit  be  all  honour  done; 
Mary,  Queen  of  heaven,  take  us  for  thine  own; 
Lady  of  the  Angels,  lead  us  to  His  Throne.     Amen. 

jF.    T.    Palgrave. 

From     "In    Our    Lady's    Praise,"     by     permission     of     Dr.     E. 
Hermitage   Day. 

497 

Consolation.  11.10.11.10. 

HAIL,  Mary,  hail!  the  western  sky  is  glowing. 
The  sun  sinks  down  'neath  yon  empurpled  hill, 

From  distant  shores  the  fresh  sea-breeze  is  blowing, 
Sweet  falls  the  music  of  the  plashing  rill. 

Hail.  Mary,  hail  !  that  solemn  stillness  breaking. 

Sure  on  the  ear  a  sweeter  music  fell, 
The  distant  echoes  of  the  valley  waking; 

Hark  !   'tis  the  summons  of  the  vesper-bell. 

Hail,  Mary,  hail  !   like  words  from  the  departed 
Speaks  the  monition  of  that  saint-bell's  toll — 

Of  blessings  slighted  to  the  thankless-hearted, 
Of  peace  and  gladness  to  the  earth- wearied  soul. 

Hail,  Mary,  hail  !  the  heavens  are  faintly  lighted. 
The  sun  is  down,  the  flickering  star-beams  shine 

Pale  through  the  mist-wreaths,  while  on  eyes  benighted 
Streams  a  mild  radiance  from  the  tapered  shrine. 

Hail,  Mary,  hail  !  the  bell  hath  ceased  its  ringing, 
The  wearied  labourer  sinks  to  early  rest. 

But  hark  !  within  the  choir  is  sweetly  singing 
Of  Him  Who  lay,  dear  Mother,  on  thy  breast. 


''  550  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Hail,  Jesus,  hail !  to  Thee  our  nightly  greetings 
Wakeful  we  raise,  though  men  around  us  sleep; 

Thou  wilt  not  chide  Thy  Church's  oft  repeatings; 
Do  Thou  our  souls  from  works  of  darkness  keep!    Amen. 

Rev.  H.   X.  Oxenham. 

From      "In    Our    Lady's     Praise,"     by      permission    of      Dr.    E. 
Hermitage    Day. 

498 

FOR   THE    ASSUMPTION   OF   OUR  LADY 
St.   Alphege    or    Corpus    Christi.  7.6.7.6. 

WE  keep  the  Feast  in  gladness, 

In  joy  and  holy  mirth, 
When  our  dear  Lady  Mary 

Triumphant  left  the  earth. 

The  Rod,  foretold  in  story, 
Which  sprang  of  Jesse's  kin, 

The  Rod  which  hore  the  Flower 
That  makes  us  pure  within. 

The   oracles  of  heaven, 

The  word  of  prophets  sure. 
Announced  that  wondrous  Mother, 

The   Virgin   ever   pure. 

The  blessed  among  women, 

Of  mortals   honoured   most, 
In  symbol  overshadowed 

By  God  the  Holy  Ghost. 

A  stainless  Maiden,  springing 

From  David's  kingly  line. 
She  bore  the  Everlasting, 

She  bore  the  King  Divine; 


GENEEAL  HYMNS  551 


The  King  of  men  and  Angels, 
The  Prince  of  perfect  Peace, 

Whose  might  hath  no  beginning, 
Whose  might  shall  never  cease. 

To  Christ  the  Son  of  Mary- 
Be  honour,  glory,  laud. 

With  Father  and  with  Spirit, 
The  Everlasting  God.    Amen. 

tDr.  R.  F.  Littledale. 

This  hymn  can  he  adapted  for  the  Nativity  of  Our  Lady  by 
substituting  Dr.  Littledale' s  original  first  verse  for  that  given 
above — as    follows: 

We  keep    the    Feast    in    gladness, 
When  first    that   Gem  of  earth, 

The    Mother    of   Christ   Jesus, 
The  royal   Maid,    had   birth. 

From     "In    Our    Lady's    Praise,"      by     permission     of    Dr.     E. 
Hermitage  Day. 

499 

Nottingham    or    Orientis    Partibus.  7s. 

GRACIOUS  Spirit,  Life  divine, 
Breathe  on  us  Thy  life  benign; 
Life,  to  join  ourselves  to  Thee, 
Life,  our  life  in  Thee  to  see. 

Holy   Spirit,  Fire  divine, 
With  Thy  fire  our  souls  refine; 
Fire,  to  purge  all  sins  away. 
Fire,  to  cleanse  us  for  Thy  day. 


552  GENERAL  HYMNS 


Bounteous  Spirit,  Light  divine, 
Cause  on  us  Thy  light  to  shine; 
Light,  our  path  in  life  to  see, 
Light,  to  lead  our  feet  to  Thee. 

Gentle  Spirit,  Love  divine, 
With  Thy  love  all  love  entwine; 
Love,  in  trial  peace  to  give. 
Love,  for  all  through  life  to   live. 

Royal   Spirit,   King  divine. 
Reign  within  this  heart  of  mine 
With  the   Father  and   the   Son 
Who  with  Thee  are  ever  One.     Amen. 

Canon    John    Julian. 

500 

Maryland.  D.L.M. 

TO  God  most  High  our  hearts  belong. 
All- glorious  in  His  works  and  ways; 
Lift  up  your  voice  in  joyous  song, 

Pour  forth  your  hymns  of  love  and  praise; 
To  Him  Who  rules  the  Angel-host 

Ail  worship  he,  below,  above, 
The  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  King  of  light  and  life  and  love. 

All  that  we  have  to  Him  we  owe. 
All  that  we  are  is  by  His  power; 

By  Him   alone  we   onward   go, 
He  is  our  Rock,  our  Strength,  our  Tower. 
To  Him  Who  rules,  etc. 


GEKERAL  HYMNS  553 

The  light  that  shines  upon  our  way, 
The  ray  of  truth  that  guides  our  feet, 

His  loving  care  for  man  display, 
His  patience.  His  compassion  sweet. 
To  Him  Who  rules,  etc. 

All  that  there  is  of  beautiful 

In  earth's  fair  fields,  in  sea  and  sky, 

In  splendour  set,  most  wonderful, 
The  garment  is  of  God  most  High. 
To  Him  Who  rules,  etc. 

The  love  and  peace  that  fill  the  heart, 
The  hope  and  joy  within  the  breast — 

All  these  our  Father  doth  impart; 
They  are  His  love  made  manifest. 
To  Him  Who  rules,  etc. 

Encouragement  and  sure  defence — 

These  giveth  God  unto  His  knight; 
He  resteth  on  omnipotence 

If  he  but  keep  his  armour  bright. 
To  Him  Who  rules,  etc. 

Then  thank  we  God  for  all  His  love, 

For  all  His  gifts  bestowed  on  man; 
Fix  we  our  hearts  on  things  above, 

Give  all  our  strength  to  His  great  plan. 
To  Him  Who  rules,  etc.    Amen. 

C.W.L. 

501 

St.   Cecilia  or   Quam  dilecta.  6s. 

HAIL  thou,  once  Mother  mild 
Of  that  most  wondrous  Child, 
Whose  words,  so  fair,  so  sweet, 
Still  draw  men  to  His  feet ! 


554  GENERAL  HYMNS 

Hail  thou,  who  followedst  Him 
Far  from  these  regions  dim, 
Into  those  clearer  skies 
To  which  He  hade  us  rise  ! 

Hail  thou,  who  stoodest  free 
In  that  great  company 
Of  conquerors,  thine  heart 
Athirst  to  know  its  part  ! 

Hail  thou,  who,  life  laid  hare 
In  sevenfold  beauty  there, 
Chosest  at  length  thy  post 
Amid   the   Angel-host ! 

Hail,    in  the   work  begun 
By  thy  beloved   Son 
On  earth,  for  His  dear  sake, 
Who  thy  glad  part  dost  take  ! 

Hail,  treader  of  the  Way  ! 

Hail,  victor  in  the  fray  ! 

Hail,  teller  of  love's  tale  ! 

Thrice  glorious  Spirit,  hail  !      Amen. 

D.    \V.     M.     Burn. 

502 

Cross    of   Jesus.  8.8.8.7. 

IN  its  giving  and  its  getting. 
In  its  smiling  and  its  fretting, 
In  its  peaceful  years  of  toiling, 

In  those  awful  days  of  war. 
Ever  on  the  world  is  moving. 
And  all  human  life  is  proving 
It  is  reaching  toward  the  purpose 

That  our  Father  meant  it  for. 


GENEEAL  HYMNS  555 

Through  its  laughing  and  its  weeping, 
Through  its  losing  and  its  keeping, 
Through  its  follies  and  its  labours, 

Weaving  in  and  out  of  sight, 
To  the  end  from  the  beginning, 
Through  all  virtue  and  all  sinning. 
Reeled  from  God's  great  spool  of  Progress 

Runs  the  golden  thread  of  Right. 

Cease  we  then  from  vain  repining;  , 

All  the  while  God's  love  is  shining; 
May  He  then  such  wisdom  give  us 

That  we  see  His  hand  in  all; 
Then  to  Him  our  anthem  raising. 
Father,  Son  and  Spirit  praising, 
In  supreme  and  loving  worship 

Grateful  at  His  feet  we  fall.    Amen. 

Ella   Wheeler   Wilcox. 


503 

Thrones.*  7.5.8.8.7. 

MIGHTY  Angels,  Flames  of  Fire, 
Cherubim    and  Seraphim, 

Thrones    and  Powers    and  Dominations, 
Serving  in  your  lofty  stations 
God,  the  Universal  Sire, 
Glorying  in  Him; 


*In   tlie  first  verse,   two  crotchets  must  be  substituted   for   the  first 
minim   in   the  fourth  bar. 


556  GENERAL  HYMNS 


In  our  less  exalted  pla<;e. 

In  our  human  ways, 
We  too  serve  Kim   and  adore  Him, 
We  too  yearn  to  stand  "before  Him. 
See  the  splendours  of  His  Face, 
Hear  creation's  praise. 

We  shall  stand  so,  see,  and  hear — 
All  that  bliss  shall  know; 
When  these  worlds,  their  labour  ended. 
Vanish,  utterly  transcended. 
In  their  own  God-litten  sphere 
All  shall  come  and  go. 

One  in  wisdom,  one  in  will, 
One  in  knowledge  then; 
Let  us  now,  though  separate-seeming, 
See  that  Oneness  ever  gleaming. 
Men  of  Angels  mindful  still, 
Angelry  of  men  ! 

So  while  yet  the  worlds  endure — 
Yet  delays  that  hour — 

Joys  of  common  service,  move  us, 
Great,  small,  unseen,  seen  we  prove  us 
One  grand  channel,  perfect-pure. 
Of  God's  love  and  power.     Amen. 

D.     W.     M.     Burn. 

504 

Saliitas.  9.3.D. 

COME,  sing  the  sweet  song  of  the  ages. 

The  song  of  Emmanuel  sing; 
There  comes  through  the  portals  eternal 

An  anthem  of  praise  to  the  King. 


GENEEAL  HYMNS 


Then  loud  let  our  carols  of  gladness 
Re-eclio  the  song  of  the  skies; 

Once  more  to  the  tidings  of  glory 
The  earth  in  its  fullness  replies. 

Foretold  hy  the  word  of  the  prophets, 

Decreed  hy  the  Wisdom  divine, 
We  hail  Him  the  Hope  of  the  ages. 

We  offer  our  hearts  at  His  shrine. 
Then  loud,  etc. 

The  centuries  sing  of  His  coming, 
The  nations  His  wonders  proclaim; 

So,  rising  from  glory  to  glory, 
We  sing  of  His  wonderful  Name. 
Then  loud,   etc. 

The  song  that  is  sweetest  and  noblest 

We  sing  to  the  Lord  we  adore; 
We  crown  Him  who  cometh  to  help  us 

Emmanuel,  King  evermore. 
Then  loud,  etc. 

All  honour  and  praise  to  the  Father, 
All  honour  and  praise  to  the  Son, 

All  honour  and  praise  to  the  Spirit, 
The  Three  Who  forever  are  One. 
Then  loud,  etc.     Amen. 

Adapted     by     C.W.L. 

505 

Bexfield     or    St.    Nicolas.  7.5.7.3. 

GOD,  That  reignest  in  the  Height, 

Yet  in  each  dost  hide, 
Through  this  year  our  steps  aright 

Guide,   O   guide  ! 


58  riENERAL  HYMNS 


Whatsoe'er  before  us  lie — 

Danger,  dark  distress — 
These  our  hearts  with  courage  high 

Bless,  O  hless  ! 

If  aloneness  we  must  face, 

And  the  desert  drear. 
These  our  hearts  with  Thy  sweet  grace 

Cheer,  O  cheer  ! 

Mark  us,  from  our  pathway  wide, 

Swept  by  passion's  surge; 
These  our  hearts  from  hate  and  pride 

Purge,   O  purge  ! 

Saw  we,  all  that  lives  were  dear — 

Severance  none  could  make; 
These  our  hearts  to  vision  clear 

Wake,  O  wake  ! 

Slow  our  climb;  to  lift  us  higher, 

All  too  weak  our  will; 
These  our  hearts  with  Thy  pure  fire 

FiU,  O  fill  ! 

God,  That  reignest  in  the  Height, 

Yet  in   each  dost  hide, 
Through  the  year  our  steps  aright 

Guide,  0  guide  ! 

D.    W.   M.  Burn. 

It    will   be  found    necessary    to    assign    two    notes    each    to    the   first 
and    second    words    of    the    last    line    of    each   verse. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  559 

506 

Nike.  Irregular. 

WE  marcli,  we  march  to  victory, 

With  the  Cross  of  the  Lord  before  us, 
With  His  eye  of  love  looking  down  from  above 

And  His  holy  arm  spread  o'er  us. 
We  come  in  the  might  of  the  Lord  of  Hosts, 

And  our  courage  will  not  falter, 
For  our  Captain  Himself  guards  well  our  coasts 

To  defend  His  holy  Altar. 

We  march,  we  march  to  victory, 
With  the  Cross  of  the  Lord  before  us, 

With  His  eye  of  love  looking  down  from  above 
And  His  holy  arm  spread  o'er  us. 

Our  sword  is  the  Spirit  of  God  on  high, 

Our  helmet  is  meditation; 
Our  banner  the  Cross  we  glorify, 

Our  watchword  the  Incarnation. 
The  choir  of  Angels  with  song  awaits 

Our  march  towards  the  golden  Zion, 
For  our  Captain  has  broken  the  brazen  gates 

And  burst  the  bars  of  iron. 

We  march,  etc.  ^ 


We  tread  to  the  roU  of  the  organ  swell 

With  our  watchword  duly  given. 
For  we  know  there's  a  triumph  no  tongue  can  tell 

For  those  who  have  bravely  striven. 


560  GEXEEAL  HYMNS 


We  will  fail  at  the  feet  of  tlie  Lord  we  love, 
We  will  bring  Him  our  deep  devotion, 

We  will  join  with  the  Angels  in  heaven  above 
In  praising  His  Love's  vast  ocean. 
We  march,  etc.     Amen. 

Rev.    Gerard    Moultrie. 

507 

Good    Cliristian    men.  P.^l. 

GOOD   Christian  men.   rejoice 
With   heart    and  soul     and   voice; 

Give  ye  heed  to  what  we  say. 
News  !      News  ! 

Jesus  Christ  is  born  to-day  ! 
Ox  and  ass  before  Him  bow, 
And  He  is  in  the  manger  now. 

Christ  is  born   to-day  ! 

Good   Christian   men.   rejoice 
With  heart    and  soul    and  voice; 

Now  ye  hear   of  endless  bUss. 
Joy  !     Joy  ! 

Jesus  Christ  was  born  for  this  ! 
He  hath  oped  the  heavenly  door, 
And  man  is  blessed  evermore. 

Christ  was  bom  for  this  ! 


Good   Christian  men.  rejoice 
With  heart    and  soul    and  voice; 
Now  ye  need  not  fear  the  grave. 
Peace  !      Peace  ! 


GENERAL  HYMNS  561 

Jesus  Christ  was  born  to  save  ! 
Calls  you  one  and  calls  you  all, 
To  gain  His  everlasting  hall. 

Christ  was  horn  to  save  !     Amen. 

Dr.    J.    M.    Xeale. 

508 

Stella.  8s.    (six    Hues). 

BEHOLD,  our  Elder  Brothers  say, 

Time   and   again   as   on  we   press 
Through  gate  on  gate  that  bars  the  Way 

That  leads  from  death  to  deathlessness, 
In  His  white  presence  shall  we  stand 
Who  holds  their  keys  in  His  strong  hand. 

And  there  will  come,  They  say,  an  hour 
When  on  our  inner  eyes  will  gleam — 

All  beauty,  purity,  and  power — 
The  God  Incarnate  of  our  dream; 

When  we  shall  truly  know  us  His, 

For  we  shall  see  Him  as  He  is. 

Blest  words,  may  they  for  ever  ring 
Within  our  hearts,  and  urge  us  still 

To  make  us  clean,  that  so  the  King 
Receive   us   on  His  holy  hill; 

To  make  us  strong  to  bear  the  stress 

Of  His  supernal  loveliness. 

So  shall  we  from  the  Temple  pass 
With  hearts  athrob.  with  eyes  ashine; 


562  GENERAL  HYMNS 

So  shall  our  lives  thereafter  glass 

That  radiance  humanly  divine; 
So  shall  our  fellows  wondering  trace 
God's  glory  in  a  human  face.    Amen. 

D.    W..   M.     Burn. 
This    hymn    was    written    for    the    Festival    of    the    Transfiguration. 

509 

Nike.  Irregular. 

THY  Love,   Lord   God,  enfoldeth  us; 

We  are  led  hy  its  vision  splendid; 
We  shall  love  Thee  and  serve  Thee  with  all  our  might 

Till  the  ages  of  ages  be  ended. 
Great  Father,  we  how  at  Thy  sa<;red  Feet, 

All  that  we  have  we  offer; 
Though  weak  in  ourselves,  we  are  strong  in  Thee, 

So  our  service  we  humbly  proffer. 

Thy  love,  Lord  God,   enfoldeth  us; 

We  are  led  by  its  vision  splendid; 
We   shall  love   Thee  and  serve  Thee  with  all  our 

might, 
Till  the  ages  of  ages  be  ended. 

The  silver  thread  of  the  soul  of  man 

Stretches  down  through  the  bygone  ages, 
And  its  brilliant  beads  are  successive  lives 

Engraven  on  history's  pages. 
Through  the  countless  years  of  that  progress  vast 

Thy  Love  hath  brooded   o'er  us; 
On  every  step  of  that  upward  Path 

Thy  Light  hath  shone  before  us. 
Thy  love,  etc. 


GENERAL  HYMNS  /      563 


From  birth  Thou  hast  loved  us  and  watched  o'er  our  weal, 

Thou  hast  stayed  us  in  grief  and  sorrow, 
On  many  a  day  that  was  shrouded  in  gloom 

Thou  hast  shown  us  a  bright  to-morrow. 
Thou  hast  granted  us  friends  who  have  sweetened  our  life, 

And  comrades  staunch  and  loyal; 
Thine  Angels  have  sped  from  Thy  heavenly  Throne 

To  bring  us  Thy  blessing  royal. 
Thy  love,  etc. 

Our  grateful  hearts  Thou  hast  filled  with  power 

Through  Sacraments  supernal; 
Thou  hast  given  us  for  mother  Thy  holy  Church, 

With  her  hymns  of  praise  eternal. 
Is  there  naught  we  can  do,  O  Lord  most  High, 

Our  gratitude  to  tender? 
We  can  use  our  strength  for  our  brother  man. 

And  loving  service  render. 
Thy  love,  etc. 

All   glory  to  God  the  Father's  Name, 

To  God  the  Son  all  glory; 
And  to  God  the  Spirit,  the  Heavenly  Flame, 

Who  shares  in  the  wondrous   story. 
With  the  praise  of  Thee,  great  Three  in  One. 

The   courts  of  heaven  are  ringing; 
In  every  land  beneath  the  sun 

Thy  Church  to  Thee  is  singing. 
Thy  love,  etc.     Amen. 

O.W.L. 


oG4  HYMNS  FOFi    CHTLDEEX 


HYMNS    FOR    CHILDREN 


510 

Let    it    pass.  Irregular. 

BE  not  swift  to  take  offence; 

Let  it  pass,   let   it  pass. 
Auger  is  a  foe  to  sense; 

Let  it  pass. 
Brood   not   darkly   o'er   a  wrong 
Which  will  disappear  ere  long; 
Rather   sing  this   cheery   song, 

Let  it  pass. 

Echo  not  an  angry  word, 

Let  it  pass,  let  it  pass. 
Think  how  often  you  have  erred; 

Let  it  pass. 
Smce  our  joys  must  pass  away 
Like  the  dewdrcps  on  the  spray, 
Wherefore  should  our  sorrows  stay? 
Let  it  pass. 

If  for  good  you've  taken  ill, 

Let  it  pass/  let  it  pass. 
O.  be  kind   and  gentle  still; 

Let  it  pass. 
Time  at  last  makes  all  things  straight, 
Let  us  not  resent,  but  wait. 
And  our  triumph  shall  be  great; 

Let  it  pass.     Amen, 

Auon. 


HYMNS  FOR   CHTLDEEN  565 

511 

Sunshine.  8.7.D, 

CATCH  the  sunshine  !  though  it  flickers 

Through  a  dark  and  dismal  cloud; 
Though  it  falls  so  faint  and  feeble 

On  a  heart  with  sorrow  bowed; 
Catch  it   quickly,  it  is  passing, 

Passing  rapidly  away; 
It  has  only  come  to  tell  you, 

There  is  yet  a  brighter  day. 

Catch  the  sunshine  !   though  life 's  tempest 

May  unfurl  the  chilling  blast, 
Catch  the  little  hopeful  straggler, 

Storms  will  not  for  ever  last; 
Don't  give  up 'and  feel  forsaken; 

Don't  begin  to  say  you're  sad; 
Look  !   there  comes  a  gleam  of  sunshine, 

Catch  it,  O  !   it  seems  so  glad. 

Catch    the    sunshine  !    don't    be    grieving 

O'er  that  darksome  billow  there; 
Life's  a   sea   of   stormy   billows — 

We  must  meet  Ihem  everywhere; 
Pass  right  through  them,  do  not  tarry, 

Overcome  the  heaving  tide, 
There's  a  sparkling  gleam  of  sunshine 

Waiting  on  the  other  side. 

Catch  the  sunshine  !  catch  it  gladly. 

Messenger  in  hope's  employ; 
Sent  through  clouds,  through  storm  and  billows, 

Bringing  you  a  cup  of  joy; 


566  HYMNS  FOR   CHILDREN 


Don't  be  sighing,  don't  be  weeping; 

Life,  you  know,  is  but   a  span; 
There's  no  time  to  sigh  or  sorrow, 

Catch  the  sunshine  while  you  can.     Amen. 

By  permission   of    Messrs.    Curwen. 


lAnon. 


512 

Robur.  8.5.D. 

CHERISH  kindly  feeUngs,  children, 

Nurse  them  in  your  heart. 
Don't  forget  to  take  them  with  you 

When  from  home  you  start; 
In  the  schoolroom,  in  the  home  place, 

At  your  work  or  play, 
Kindly  thoughts  and  kindly  feelings 

Cherish  every  day. 

Cherish  kindly  feelings,  children, 

Toward  the  old  and  poor, 
For  you  know  they've  many  blighting 

Hardships  to   endure; 
Try  to  make  their  burden  lighter, 

Help  them  in  their  need 
By  some  sweet  and  kindly  feeling 

Or  some  generous  deed. 

Cherish  kindly  feelings,  children. 

While  on  earth  you  stay; 
They  will  scatter  light  and  sunshine 

All  along  the  way; 
Make  the  path  of  duty  brighter, 

Make  your  trials  less. 
And  whate'er  your   lot   or  station, 

Bring  you  happiness.      Anien. 

Anon. 


HYMNS  FOR  CHILDREN  567 


513 

Ruth.  6.5.D. 

CHILDREN'S  happy  voices, 

Fresh,  and  sweet,  and  bright, 
How  we  love  to  hear  them 

In  the  morning  light ! 
Singing  songs  of  gladness 

Through  the  summer  air, 
Singing  in  the  meadows, 

Singing    everywhere. 


Singing  "by  the  streamlet. 

Singing  by  the  sea, 
Singing  on  the  moorland. 

Singing   on  the  lea; 
Singing  in  the  sunlight, 

Joy  in  every  breast. 
Singing   in   the   moonlight 

Songs  of  peace  and  rest. 

Singing  in  the  schoolroom, 

Singing  in  the  choir, 
Singing  in  the  homestead, 

Singing   by   the   fire; 
Blessed  children's  voices. 

Sent  from  God   above. 
Filling  life  with  sunshine, 

Filling  hearts  with  love  !    Amen. 

II.    Ernest     Nichol. 
Copyright:    by   permissiun  of  II.    E.    Nicliol,    Charlotte    Strcot,    Hull. 


HYMNS  FOE  CHILDREN 


514 

Day   of   rest.  7.6.D. 

COME,  let  US  sing  together, 

As  leaves  sing  on  the  tree 
When  through  the  swaying  tranches 

The  wind  pipes  merrily. 
Let  us  repeat  a  lesson 

And  unto  each  impart 
That  he  shall  he  most  blessed 

Who  keeps  the  purest  heart. 

Each  child  may  make  his  spirit 

An    Angel  clad    in    clay, 
And  do  an  Angel's  mission 

To  others  every  day, 
To   live   a  life   of   helpfulness, 

To  act  a  noble  part, 
And  know  he  is  most  blessed 

Who  keeps  the  purest  heart. 

Then  let  us  join  together 

And   try   with   all  our  might. 
Amid  earth's  dust  and  tumult 

To  keep  each  action  right. 
To  think  or  do  no  evil. 

To  hurl  no  venomed  dart, 
For  he  shall  be  most  blessed 

Who  keeps  the  purest  heart. 

Then  God,  our  .King  and  Portion, 

In  fullness  of  His  grace. 
We  shall  behold  for  ever 

And  worship  face  to  face. 
Almighty,  heavenly  Father, 

O  co-eternal  Son. 
Life-giving  Holy  Spirit. 

We  hail  Thee,  Three  in  One.    Amen. 

Anon. 


HYMNS  FOR  CHILDREN  569 


515 

Marguerite.  P.M. 

(A)  DAISIES  of  the  meadow 

In  our  hands  we  bear, 
Children  of  the  sun  and  wind 

So  fresh  and  fair; 
White  and  pure,  with  crimson  tips 

Closing  up  at  night. 
Opening  wide  each  golden  eye 

To  greet  the  morning  light. 

(B)  Roses  of  the  garden 

In  our  hands  are  seen, 
For  the  rose  of  all  the  flowers 

Is  crowned  the  queen; 
Scented  hiids  of  pink  and  red 

Coming  into  birth, 
Opened  blooms  with  ruby  hearts, 

A  touch  of  heaven  on  earth. 

(A  &  B)  O  the  lovely  flowers, 

Bright  with  morning  dew  ! 
Gifts  of  beauty  straight  from  God 
To  me  and  you. 

{Repeat) 

(A)  Daisies  are  like  noontide, 

Daisies   are  the  best; 

(B)  Roses  have  the  lovely  tints 

That  crown  the  west. 

(A)  Daisies  look  towards  the  sky, 

(B)  Heaven  the  roses  prove, 

(A)  Daisies  shine  with  faith  and  hope, 

(B)  But  roses  glow  with  love. 


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(A  &  B)  Let  us  strive  no  longer 
Wliicli  the  "best  to  call; 
God  the  perfect  Father  'tis 

Who  giveth  all. 
Windblown  daisies,  roses  fair, 

E'en  the  grassy  sod, 
Touch  our  hearts  with  loving  thoughts 
And  speak  to  us  of  God. 

O  the  lovely  flowers,  etc.    Amen. 

H.   Ernest   Xichol. 

Copyright:    by    permission  of    II.    E.    Xichol,    Charlotte   Street,   Hull 

The  children  should  ba  divided  into  two  groups,  A  and  B. 
Group  A  to  carry  daisies;  B  roses.  The  portions  to  be  sung 
by    each    group    are    indicated    by    letters. 

516 

The    Fairies.  P.M. 

DO  you  wonder  where  the  Fairies  are 

That  folks  declare  have  vanished? 
They're  very  near,  yet  very  far. 

But  neither  dead  nor  hanished. 
They  live  in  the  same  green  world  to-day 

As  in  bygone  ages  olden, 
And  you  enter  in  by  the  ancient  way, 

Through  the  ivory  gates  and  golden. 

'Tis  the  land  of  dreams;  O  fair  and  bright 

That  land  to  many  a  rover, 
But  the  heart  must  be  pure  and  the  conscience  light 

That  would  cross  its  threshold  over. 
The  worldly  man  for  its  joys  may  yearn 

When  pride  and  pomp  embolden; 
But  never  for  him  shall  the  hinges  turn 

Of  the  ivory  gates  and  golden. 


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While  the  innocent  child,  with  eyes  undim 

As  the  sky  in  its  hlueness  o'er  him, 
Has  only  to  touch  its  portal's  rim, 

And  it  opens  wide  hefore  him. 
Some  night  when  the  sun  in  darkness  dips 

We'll  seek  that  dreamland  olden, 
And  you  shall  touch  with  your  finger-tips 

The  ivory  gates  and  golden.    Amen. 

Anon. 

The  tune.  "The  Fairies,"  by  Dolores,  is  published  as  a  song 
by  Messrs.  Boosey  &  Co.,  295  Regent  Street,  London,  and  can 
be  ordered  through  any  music-dealer.  The  last  two  lines  of 
each    verse    should    be    repeated    very    softly. 

517 

Weuceslas.  7.6.D.    (Trochaic). 

All  sing. 

GOOD  King  Wenceslas  looked  out 

On  the  Feast  of  Stephen, 
Wlien  the  snow  lay  round  about. 

Deep  and  crisp  and  even; 
Brightly  shone  the  moon  that  night. 

Though  the  frost  was  cruel, 
When  a  poor  man  came  in  sight. 

Gathering  winter  fuel. 

Treble  Solo. 

"Hither,  page,  and  stand  by  me. 

If  thou  knowest  it,  telling. 
Yonder  peasant,  who  is  he? 

Where  and  what  his  dwelling?" 

Tenor  Solo. 

"Sire,  he  lives  a  good  league  hence, 

Underneath  the  mountain, 
Right  against  the  forest  fence, 

By  Saint  Agnes'   fountain." 


572  HYMNS  FOE  CHILDREN 


Treble  Solo. 

"Bring  me  food  and  bring  me  wine, 

Bring  me  pine-logs  hither; 
Thou  and  I  will  see  him  dine. 

When  we  hear  them  thither." 

All    Sing. 

.    Page  and  monarch  forth  they  went, 
Forth  they  went  together, 
Through  the  rude  wind's  wild  lament 
And  the  bitter  weather. 

Tenor  Solo. 

'  *  Sire,  the  night  is  darker  now. 

And  the  wind  blows  stronger; 
Fails  my  heart,  I  know  not  how, 

I  can  go  no  longer." 

Treble   Solo. 

"Mark  my  footsteps,  good  my  page  ! 

Tread   thou  in  them  boldly; 
Thou  Shalt  find  the  winter's  rage 

Freeze  thy  blood  less  coldly." 

All    Sing. 

In  his  master's  steps  he  trod. 

Where  the  snow  lay  dinted; 
Heat  was  in  the  very  sod 

Which  the  saint  had  printed. 
Therefore.  Christian  men.  be  sure. 

Wealth  or  rank  possessing, 
Ye  who  now  will  bless  the  poor 

Shall  yourselves  find  blessing.    Amen. 

Dr.   J.   M.   Neale. 

The  parts  in  this  carol  are  usually  wrongly  distributed. 
"Wenceslas  was  at  this  tim*  a  boy  of  thirteen,  and  would  there- 
fore sing  in  a  treble  voice;  while  the  so-called  page  was  a 
grizzled  and  hardy  warrior,  the  squire  who  had  attended  the 
young  King'.s    father   Uradislas   on    the  battlefield. 


HYMNS  FOE  CHILDEEN  573 

518 

Liberi.  6.5.8.4. 

HAPPY  little  children, 

Stand  we  here  to-day, 
Ready  for  the  Master's  service, 

Work  or  play. 

We  have  hands  to  serve  Him, 

Tiny  though  they  "be, 
They  can  help  in  loving  actions 

Fair  and   free. 

We  have  eyes  to  see  with, 

Bright  and  wide  awake; 
They  can  guide  our  hands  to  duty 

For  His  sake. 

We  have  lips  to  utter 

Simple  words  of  love, 
With  the  grace  of  Christ  the  Master 

Hearts  to  move. 

We  have  ears  to  listen 

"What  our  teachers  say; 
We  can  try  to  do  their  bidding 

Day  by  day. 

We  have  feet  to  hasten. 

Quick  to  run  and  aid; 
For  the  Master's  willing  service 

They  were  made. 

Linked  to  one  another 

In  the  bonds  of  love, 
In  the  love  of  our  dear  Master, 

Christ  above.     Amen. 

If.    Ernest   Nichol. 
Copyright:    l)y   permission    of  II.   K.    Nichol,    Charlotte    Street.    Hull. 


574  HYMNS  FOR  CHILDREN 


519 

Sunbeam.  P.M. 

IF  I  were  a  sunbeam, 
I  know  what  I  would  do, 

I'd  seek  the  whitest  lilies, 
The  rainy  woodland  through; 

Stealing  in  among  them, 
The  softest  light  I'd  shed, 

Until  each  graceful  lily- 
Raised  its  drooping  head. 

If  I  were  a  sunbeam, 

I  know  where  I  would  go, 
Into  the  lowliest  hovels, 

All  dark  with  want  and  woe. 
Till  sad  hearts  looked  upward 

I  there  would  shine  and  shine, 
Then  would  they  think  of  heaven, 

Their  sweet  home  and  mine. 

Art  not  thou  a  sunbeam, 

O  child,  whose  life  is  glad. 
With  still  an  inner  radiance 

That  sunshine  never  had? 
As  the  Lord  has  blessed  thee, 

O  scatter  rays  divine. 
For  there  can  be  no  sunbeam 

But  must  die,  or  shine.    Amen.    • 

Anon. 
By    permission    of  Messrs.   Curwen. 

520 

St.    Denio    or    March    onward.  llf.D. 

IT  is  time  to  be  brave,  it  is  time  to  be  true, 
It  is  time  to  be  flndini  the  thing  you  can  do. 


HYMNS  FOR  CHILDREN 


It  is  time  to  put  by  the  dream  and  the  sigh, 
And  plead  for  the  cause  that  is  holy  and  high. 

Then  gird  on  the  armour  of  love  and  of  light, 
Dispel  every  shadow  of  darkness  and  night; 
Step  forth  in  the  glory  of  Truth's  noonday  sun; 
The  victory  is  yours;  life's  battle  is  won. 

It  is  time  to  be  kind,  it  is  time  to  be  sweet. 
To  be  scattering  roses  for  somebody's  feet. 
It  is  time  to  be  sowing,  it  is  time  to  be  growing, 
It  is  time  for  the  flowers  of  life  to  be  blowing. 
Then  gird,  etc. 

It  is  time  to  be  lowly  and  humble  of  heart, 
It  is  time  for  the  lilies  of  meekness  to  start; 
For  the  heart  to  be  white,  the  steps  to  be  right, 
The  hands  to  be  weaving  a  garment  of  light. 
Then  gird,  etc.    Amen. 

Anon. 


521 

Christine.  P.M. 

KIND  words  can  never  die, 

Cherished  and  blest; 
God  knows  how  deep  they  lie 

Stored  in  the  breast; 
Like  childhood's  simple  rhymes, 
Said  o'er  a  thousand  times. 
And  in  all  years  and  climes. 
Distant  and  near. 

Kind  words  can  never  die, 
No,  never  die. 


HYMNS  FOE  CHILDEEN 


Sweet  thoughts  can  never  die, 
Though,  like  the  flowers. 

Their  brightest  hues  may  fly- 
In  wintry  hours; 

But  when  the  gentle  dew 

Gives  them  their  charms  anew, 

With  many  an  added  hue 
They  bloom  again. 

Sweet  thoughts  can  never  die. 
No.  never  die. 


Childhood   can  never   die; 

Thoughts   of   the  past 
Float  in  the  memory 
Bright   to    the    last; 
Many  a  happy  thing, 
Many  a   sunny   spring, 
Come  on  time's  ceaseless  wing 
Back  to  the  heart. 

Childhood  can  never  die, 
No,  never  die. 


Mankind  can  never  die, 

Though  in  the  tomb 
Our  mortal  bodies  lie. 

Wrapt  in  its  gloom. 
What  though  tHe  flesh  decay? 
The  soul  will  pass  away. 
And  through  eternity 

Will  live  and  love. 

Mankind  can  never  die, 
No.  never  die.     Amen. 

JAbliy   Hutchinson. 


HYMNS  FOE  CHILDREN 


522 

St.    Theresa.  -B.S.T. 

LEAD  us,  Star  of  Childhood  ! 

Over  life's  rough  way, 
Shine  before  and  guide  us 

Lest  we  go  astray; 
Lead  us  on,  not  knowing 
What  our  life  may  he; 
Lead  us  on,  bestowing 
Grace  to  live  for  Thee. 

Jesu,  ever  near  us, 

Unto  Thee  we  sing, 
Child  of  Mary,  hear  us, 
Be  Thy  children's  King. 

Thou  for  our  salvation 

Deigned  a  Child  to  be, 
And  each  child's  temptation 

It  is  known  to  Thee; 
Thou  canst  feel  its  power, 
Therefore,  Lord,  we  pray, 
In  temptation's  hour 
Be  Thy  children's  stay; 

Thus  their  strength  sustaining 

To  Thee  may  they  cling, 
All  their  victories  gaining 
Through  the  children's  King. 

So  while  here  we're  living, 

Shield  us  from  all  ill, 
Guardian  Angels  giving. 

If  it  be  Thy  will; 
Keep  us  meek  and  lowly 

O  Thou  sinless  Child, 
Like  Thee  pure  and  holy, 

Like  Thee  undefiled; 


HYMX8  FOR  OHILDEEN 


For  each  child's  endeavour, 

Passions  conquering, 
Is  but  to  he  ever 

Like  the  children's  King. 

And   our  childhood's  pleasures, 

Lord,  to  Thee  we  give, 
Talents,  time  and  treasures, 

All  the  days  we  live. 
May  we  strive  to  use  them 

All   aright   for   Thee, 
Thou  wilt  not  refuse  them, 
Worthless  though  they  be; 

For  each  gift,  though  lowly, 

That  a  child  can  bring. 
Is  an  offering  holy 

To  the  children's  King. 

Still  Thy  grace  supplying, 

Jesu,   Saviour  dear, 
On  Thy  grace  relying. 

May  we  persevere; 
Here  as  faithful  children 

Of  the  Church  we  love. 
And  hereafter  children 
Of  the  Church   above. 

For  in  heaven  praising, 

Children  too  may  sing, 
Alleluias  raising 
To  the  children's  King. 

There  may  we  all-glorious 

Join  the  Angel-throng, 
And  with  Saints  victorious 

Sing  the  eternal   song; 


HYMNS  FOR   CHILDREN  577 


522 

St.    Theresa.  6.5.T. 

LEAD  us,  Star  of  Childhood  ! 

Over  life's  rough  way, 
Shine  before  and  guide  us 

Lest  we  go  astray; 
Lead  us   on,  not  knowing 
What  our  life  may  he; 
Lead  us  on,  hestowing 
Grace  to  live  for  Thee. 

Jesu,  ever  near  us, 

Unto  Thee  we  sing. 
Child   of  Mary,  hear  us_, 
Be  Thy  children's  King, 

Thou  for  our  salvation 

Deigned  a  Child  to  be, 
And  each  child's  temptation 

It  is  known  to  Thee; 
Thou  canst  feel  its  power. 
Therefore,  Lord,  we  pray, 
In  temptation's  hour 
Be  Thy  children's  stay; 

Thus  their  strength  sustaining 

To  Thee  may  they  cling. 
All  their  victories  gaining 
Through  the  children's  King. 

So  while  here  we're  living, 

Shield  us  from  all  iU, 
Guardian  Angels  giving, 

If  it  be  Thy  will; 
Keep  us  meek  and  lowly 

O  Thou  sinless  Child, 
Like  Thee  pure  and  holy, 

Like  Thee  undefiled; 


5«0  HYMNS  FOR  CHILDREN 


But  your  hands  must  do  the  gleaning 
When  the  harvest  has  been  grown. 

Do  you  grasp  the  solemn  meaning? 
Each  shall  reap  as  he  has  sown. 

None  can  put  aside  the  wormwood. 

Though  its  bitterness  you  quaif. 
None  can  gather  up  the  brambles. 

None  can  winnow  out  the  chaff; 
And  if  harvests  fair  of  beauty 

You  would  gather  by  and  by. 
You  must  scatter  seeds  of  duty. 

O'er  the  fields  that  round  you  lie. 

Little  children,  you  are  sowers 

For  the  better  land  above, 
May  your  hands,  by  Angels  guided. 

Only  sow  the  seeds  of  love 
So  that  when  shall  fall  around  you 

Sunlight  of  the  harvest  day. 
You  will  find  no  thorns  to  wound  you 

And  no  wrongs  to  bar  your  way.    Amen. 


"Emma    Train. 


524 

Catena.  Irregular. 

LITTLE  links  of  gold  are  we 

In  a  chain  of  love, 
Reaching  from  this  earth  of  oui's 
Up  to  God  above. 

May  my  link  be  ever  bright. 
Shining  with  a  heavenly  Ught. 
A  heavenly  light. 


HYMNS  FOR  CHILDEEN  579 


Evermore  addressing 

Father,   Spirit,   Son, 
Evermore  confessing 
God  the  Three  in  One; 

And  with  worship  blending 

Love  for  evermore, 
May  we,  without  ending, 
Love  Thee  and  adore.    Amen. 

Colonel    W.    H.    Turtou. 


523 

Amicus.  8.7.D. 

LITTLE  children,  you  are  sowers 

In  the  fertile  fields  of  life. 
Day  by  day  your  weak  hands  scatter 

Seeds  of  peace  or  seeds  of  strife. 
Seeds  of  woe  or  seeds  of  gladness. 

Seeds  of  smiles  or  seeds  of  tears, 
Seeds  of  joy  or  seeds  of  sadness. 

Seeds  of  hopes  or  seeds  of  fears. 

Seeds  of  never-dying  beauty. 

Seeds  of  bitterness  and  wrong, 
Seeds  of  holy,  fadeless  duty 

Sweet  as  Angels'  purest  song. 
Fair  the  fertile  soil  is  lying. 

And  the  seeds  your  hands  must  sow 
While  the  golden  hours  are  flying; 

As  you  scatter  they  will  grow. 

Sow  the  weed,  vile  weeds  will  flourish, 
Sow  the  flowers  and  flowers  will  bloom. 

For  the  self-same  soil  wiU  nourish 
Light  and  joy  or  doubt  and  gloom; 


HYMX8  FOE  CHLLDEEN 


525 

Maryland.  D.L.M. 

NAY,  speak  no  ill  !  a  kindly  word 

Can  never  leave  a  sting  behind. 
And  to  repeat  each  tale  we  've  heard     . 

Is  far  beneath  a  noble  mind. 
Full  oft  a  better  seed  is  sown 

By  choosing  thus  the  kinder  plan; 
For  if  but  little  good  be  known, 

Still  let  us  speak  the  best  we  can. 

Give  me  the  heart  that  fain  would  hide. 

Would  fain  another's  fault  efface; 
How  can  it  pleasure  human  pride 

To  prove  humanity  but  base? 
No;  let  us  reach  a  higher  mood, 

A  nobler  estimate  of  man; 
Be  earnest  in  the  search  for  good. 

And  speak  of  all  the  best  we  can. 

Then  speak  no  ill,  but  lenient  be 

To  others'  failings  as  your  own; 
If  you're  the  first  a  fault  to  see, 

Be  not  the  first  to  make  it  known. 
For  life  is  but  a  passing  day. 

No  lip  may  tell  how  brief  its  span; 
Then  O,  the  little  time  we  stay. 

Let's  speak  of  all  the  best  we  can.    Amen. 

Charles    Swain. 

526 

Herraas.  6.5.T. 

PANSIES,  lilies,  roses. 

Flowers  of  every  hue. 
Take  each  one  as  bringing 

Thoughts  of  God  to  you. 


HYMNS  FOE  CHTLDREX  583 


Telling  wondrous  story 

Of  the  power  divine, 
Whispering  of  beauty 

In  each  hue   and  line. 

O  those  lowly  Angels, 
Bright  with  sun  and  dew, 

Listen  te  the  message 
Which  they  "bring  to  you. 

Just  as  yon  bright  star-world 

Shows  the  might  of  God. 
So  does  every  floweret, 

Springing  from  the  sod. 
He  who  guides  the  star-world 

Curbs  the  ocean's  power, 
With  the  same  hand  paintetn 

Every  leaf  and  flower. 
O  those,  etc. 


Let  your  hearts  be  flowers, 

Fragrant,  beauteous,  bright, 
Like  us  gladly  glistening 

In  the  morning  light, 
Showing  forth  the  glory 

Of  diviner  love. 
Whispering  more   clearly 

Of  a  God  above. 
O  those,  etc. 


Fairer  than  the  flowers, 
Greater  than  the  sky, 

Are  the  little  children, 
Sons  of  God  most  high; 


*^4  HYMNS  FOK   CHILDREN 

Shining  with  a  glory 

Far  above  the  sun 
In  his  splendour  rising 

Through  the  heavens  to  run. 
O  those,  etc.     Amen. 

Based    on    Fraiaces    R.    Havergal. 
By  permission   of   James    Xisbet   &    Co.,   Ltd. 

527 

jMoscow.  6.6.4.6.6.6.4. 

SHEPHERD  of  tender  youth, 
Guiding  in  love  and  truth 

Through  devious  ways; 
Christ,  our  triumphant  King, 
We  come  Thy  Name  to  sing, 
And  here  our  children  bring 

To  sing  Thy  praise. 

Thou   art  our  Holy  Lord, 
The  all-subduing  Word, 

Healer  of  strife. 
In  heaven's  eternal  bliss 
The  loveliest  strain  is  this, 
Our  Christ   our  glory  is 

Who  gave  us  life. 

Ever  be  Thou  our  Guide, 
Our  Shepherd  and  our  Pride, 

Our  Staff  and   Song. 
We  sing  Thy  praise.  Most  High; 
Let  earth  and  sea  and  sky 
From  depth  to  height  reply 

Both  loud  and  long. 


HYMNS  FOE   CHILDREX  583 


Telling  wondrous  story 

Of  the  power  divine. 
Whispering  of  beauty 

In  each  hue   and  line. 

O  those  lowly  Angels, 
Bright  with  sun  and  dew, 

Listen  to  the  message 
Which  they  bring  to  yo.u. 


Just  as  yon  bright  star-world 

Shows  the  might  of  God. 
So  does  every  floweret, 

Springing  from  the  sod. 
He  who  guides  the  star-world 

Curbs  the  ocean's  power, 
With  the  same  hand  paintetn 

E"very  leaf  and  flower. 
O  those,  etc. 


Let  your  hearts  be  flowers, 

Fragrant,  beauteous,  bright. 
Like  us  gladly  glistening 

In  the  morning  light. 
Showing  forth  the  glory 

Of  diviner  love, 
WTiispering  more   clearly 

Of  a  God  above. 
O  those,  etc. 


Fairer  than  the  flowers, 
Greater  than  the  sky. 

Are  the  little  children, 
Sons  of  God  most  high; 


586 


HYMNS  FOR  CHILDREN 


In  faith  sow  tlie  truths  that  are  taught  us; 

To  someone  a  blessing  will  flow, 
And  souls  shine  like  stars  through  your  efforts; 

You'll  reap  whatsoever  you  sow. 
You'll  reap,  etc.     Amen. 

Ella    Lauder. 

The    last   four    lines    of    the    tune    must   be   repeated.      A   more 
suitable  tune  is   to   be   found    in  Sacred   Sonas   &-    Solos,    No.   403. 


529 


Trichinopoly    or    Westridge. 


.6.D. 


THE  wise  may  bring  their  learning, 

The  rich  may  bring  their  gold; 
And  some  may  bring  their  greatness. 

And  glories  new  and  old. 
We,  too,  would  bring  our  treasures 

To  offer  to  the  King; 
We  have  no  wealth  nor  wisdom, 

What  shall  we  children  bring? 

Well  bring  Him  hearts  that  love  Him, 

We'll  bring  Him  thankful  praise, 
And  young  souls  nobly  striving 

To  walk  in  holy  ways. 
And  these  shall  be  the  treasures 

We  offer  to  the  King, 
And  these  are  gifts  that  even 

The  poorest  child  may  bring. 

We'll  bring  the  little  duties 

We  have  to  do  each  day, 
We'll  try  our  best  to  please  Him 

At  home,  at  school,  at  play. 


HYMNS  FOR   CHILDREN  585 

So  now,  and  till  we  die, 
Sound  we  Thy  praise  on  higli, 

And  joyful  sing. 
Children  and  the  glad  throng 
Who  to  Thy  Church  belong, 
Unite  and  swell  the  song 

To  Christ  our  King.     Amen. 

Based  on  Tr.    by   H.    M.  Dexter. 

The  original  of  this  is  the  earliest  known  Christian  hymn. 
It  appears  about  200  A.D.,  and  is  mentioned  by  St.  Clement  of 
Alexandria  as  already  well  known.  The  above  version  has, 
however,     been    much    modified. 


528 

Salutas.  P.M. 

SOW  flowers  and  flowers  will  blossom, 

Around  you  wherever  you  go; 
Sow  weeds  and  of  weeds  reap  the  harvest; 

You'll  reap  whatsoever  you  sow. 
Sow  flowers  and  blessings  will  ripen; 
Sow  hatred   and  hatred  will  grow; 
Sow  kindness  and  reap  sweet  compassion; 
You'll  reap  whatsoever  you  sow. 

You'll  reap  whatsoever  yoit  sow. 
You'll  reap  whatsoever  you  sow, 
The  harvest  is  certainly  coming. 
You'll  reap  whatsoever  you  sow. 

Sow  love  and  its  sweetness  uprising 
Shall  fill  all  your  heart  with  its  glow; 

Sow  hope  and  receive  its  fruition; 
You'll  reap  whatsoever  you  sow. 


586 


HYMXS  FOK  CHILDREN 


In  faith  sow  the  truths  that  are  taught  us; 

To  someone  a  blessing  will  flow, 
And  souls  shine  like  stars  through  your  efforts; 

You'll  reap  whatsoever  you  sow. 
You'll  reap,  etc.     Amen. 

Ella    Lauder. 

The    last    four    lines    of    the    tune    must   be   repeated.      A   more 
suitable   tune  is   to   l)e   found    in   Sacred  Songs   &    Solos,    No.   403. 


529 


Trichinopoly    or    Westridge. 


7.6.D. 


THE  wise  may  bring  their  learning, 

The  rich  may  bring  their  gold; 
And  some  may  bring  their  greatness, 

And  glories  new  and  old. 
We,  too,  would  bring  our  treasures 

To  offer  to  the  King; 
We  have  no  wealth  nor  wisdom, 

What  shall  we  children  bring? 

We'll  bring  Him  hearts  that  love  Him, 

We'll  bring  Him  thankful  praise. 
And  young  souls  nobly  striving 

To  walk  in  holy  ways. 
And  these  shaU  be  the  treasures 

We  offer  to  the  King, 
And  these  are  gifts  that  even 

The  poorest  child  may  bring. 

We'll  bring  the  little  duties 

We  have  to  do  each  day, 
We'll  try  our  best  to  please  Him 

At  home,  at  school,  at  play. 


HYMNS  FOK  CHILDREN  581 


And  better  are  these  treasures 

To  offer  to  our  King, 
Than  richest  gifts  without  them — 

Yet  these  a  child  may  bring.     Amen. 

Aaon. 

530 

Innocents    or    Xottingham.  7s. 

THOUGH  our  lives  have  little  length, 
Though  our  hearts  have  little  strength. 
Though  our  hands  have  little  skill. 
Each  may  do  a  something  still. 

Each  will  meet  on  life's  rough  road 
Some  one  with  a  heavier  load; 
Each  may  bring  a  little  rest 
To  some  weak  and  weary  breast. 

Each  may  plant  some  spot  of  earth 
With  a  flower  of  purer  birth; 
Each  may  sow  beside  his  door 
Better  seeds  than  grew  before. 

Each  may  check  unholy  might 
With  some  whispered  word  of  right: 
Each  may  aim  a  shaft  at  wrong 
Every  day  his  whole  life  long. 

Let  us  ask  each  mom  anew, 
What  for  others  can  I  do? 
And  at  each  declining  sun, 
What  for  others  have  I  done? 

Now  in  truth,  in  joy,  in  love, 
We  will  join  the  choirs  above, 
Praising  with  the  heavenly  Host 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.    Amen. 

tA.    Hume. 


588 


HYMX8  FOK   CHILDREN 


531 

In    Memoiiitm."  7.6.D. 

TRIP  lightly  over  trouble, 

Trip   lightly   over  wrong; 
We  only  make  grief  double, 

By   dwelling   on  it  long. 
Why  clasp  woe's  hand  so  tightly? 

Why  sigh  o'er  blossoms  dead? 
"\^^ly  cling  to  forms  unsightly? 

Why  not  seek  joy  instead? 

Trip  lightly  over  sorrow, 

Though  all  the  way  be  dark; 
The  sun  may  shine  to-morrow, 

And  gaily  sing   the   lark. 
Fair  hopes  have  not  departed, 

Though  roses  may  have  fled; 
Then  never  be  down-hearted, 

But  look  for  joy  instead. 

Trip  lightly  over  sadness, 

Stand  not  to  rail  at  doom. 
We've  pearls  to  string  of  gladness, 

On  this  side  of  the  tomb, 
While  stars  are  nightly  shining, 

And   heaven  is  overhead, 
Encourage  not  repining, 

But  look  for  joy  instead.     Amen. 

tj.    H.    Leslie. 
'Omit    tlie    lirst    note    of    thti  Mrst    line    in  each    verse. 

532 

FOR    CHRISTMAS 
Onvx.  6.5.6.5. 

WAKEN  !     Christian  children, 

Up  and  let  us  sing 
With  glad  voice  the  praises 

Of  our  new-born  King. 


HYMNS  FOR  CHILDREN  581 


And  better  are  these  treasures  , 

To  offer  to  our  King, 
Than  richest  gifts  without  them — 

Yet  these  a  child  may  bring.     Amen. 

Anon. 

530 

Innocents    or    Xottiughani.  73. 

THOUG-H  our  lives  have  little  length. 
Though  our  hearts  have  little  strength. 
Though  our  hands  have  little  skill, 
Each  may  do  a  something  still. 

Each  will  meet  on  life's  rough  road 
Some  one  with  a  heavier  load; 
Each  may  bring  a  little  rest 
To  some  weak  and  weary  breast. 

Each  may  plant  some  spot  of  earth 
With  a  flower  of  purer  birth; 
Each  may  sow  beside  his  door 
Better  seeds  than  grew  before. 

Each  may  check  unholy  might 
With  some  whispered  word  of  right: 
Each  may  aim  a  shaft  at  wrong 
Every  day  his  whole  life  long. 

Let  us  ask  each  mom  anew, 
What  for  others  can   I  do? 
And  at  each  declining  sun, 
What  for  others  have  I  done? 

Now  in  truth,  in  joy,  in  love. 
We  will  join  the  choirs  above. 
Praising  with  the  heavenly  Host 
Father,  Son.  and  Holy  Ghost.    Amen. 

tA.    Hume. 


588  HYMXS  FOR   CHILDEEX 


531 

In    Memoriam.'  7.6.D. 

TRIP  lightly  over  trouble, 

Trip   lightly  over  wrong; 
We  only  make  grief  double, 

By   dwelling   on  it  long. 
Why  clasp  woe's  hand  so  tightly? 

Why  sigh  o'er  blossoms  dead? 
Wrhy  cling  to  forms  unsightly? 

Why  not  seek  joy  instead? 

Trip  lightly  over  sorrow, 

Though  all  the  way  be  dark; 
The  sun  may  shine  to-morrow, 

And   gaily  sing   the   lark. 
Fair  hopes  have  not  departed, 

Though  roses  may  have  fled; 
Then  never  be  down-hearted, 

But  look  for  joy  instead. 

Trip  lightly  over  sadness, 

Stand  not  to  rail  at  doom, 
We've  pearls  to  string  of  gladness, 

On  this  side  of  the  tomb, 
While  stars  are  nightly  shining, 

And   heaven  is  overhead. 
Encourage  not  repining, 

But  look  for  joy  instead.     Amen. 

tJ.    H.    Leslie. 
'Omit    tlio    rirst    note    of    the   hrst    line    in   each    verse. 

532 

FOR    CHRISTMAS 
Onvx.  6.5.6.5. 

WAKEN  !     Christian  children, 

Up  and  let  us  sing 
With  glad  voice  the  praises 

Of  our  new-bom  King. 


« 


HYMNS  FOR   CHILDREN  58f> 


Up  !   'tis  meet  to  welcome 

Witli  a  joyous  lay 
Christ,  the  King  of  Glory. 

Bom  for  us  to-day. 

Come,  nor  fear  to  seek  Him, 

Children  though  we  he; 
Once  He  said  of  children 

**Let  them  come  to  Me." 

In  a  manger  lowly 

Sleeps  the  Heavenly  Child; 
O'er  Him  fondly  bendeth 

Mary,  Mother  mild. 

Far  above  that  stable, 

Up  in  heaven  so  high. 
One  bright  star  out-shineth. 

Watching  silently. 

Fear  not  then  to  enter. 

Though  we   cannot  bring 
Gold,   or   myrrh,   or  incense 

Fitting  for  a  King. 

Gifts  He  asketh  richer. 

Offerings  costlier  still. 
Yet  may  Christian  children 

Bring  them  if  they  will. 

Brighter  than   all  jewels 

Shines  the  kindly  eye; 
Best  of  gifts  He  loveth 

Infant  purity. 

Haste  we  then  to  welcome 

With  a  joyous  lay 
Christ,  the  King  of  Glory, 

Bom  for  us  to-day.    Amen. 

Samuel   C.   Ilamerton. 


590  Hi'AI.XS  FOH   CHILDREN 


533 

Alstone.  L.M. 

WE  are  but  little  children  weak, 
Not  born  in  any  high  estate, 
What  can  we  do  for  Christ's  dear  sake, 
Who  is  so  high  and  good  and  great? 

We  hear  that  Holy  Innocents 
Laid  down  for  Him  their  infant  life, 
And  martyrs  brave  and  patient  Saints 
Have  stood  for  Him  in  fire   and  strife. 

We  wear  the  cross  they  wore  of  old, 
Our  lips  have  learned  like  vows  to  pay; 
We  need  not  die;  we  cannot  fight; 
What  may  we  do  for  Him  to-day? 

O,  day  by  day,  each  Christian  child 
Has  much  to   do,  without,  within; 
A   sleepless   vigilance   to  keep, 
A  weary  war  to  wage  with  sin. 

When  deep  within  our  swelling  hearts 
The  thoughts  of  pride  and  anger  rise. 
When  bitter  words  are  on  our  tongues, 
And  tears  of  passion  in  our  eyes; 

Then  we  may  stay  the  angry  blow, 
Then  we  may  check,  the  hasty  word, 
Give   gentle   answers   back   again. 
And  fight   a  battle   for   our  Lord. 

With  smiles  of  peace,  and  looks  of  love 
Light  in  our  dwellings  we  may  make. 
Bid  kind  good  himiour  brighten  there, 
And  do  all  for  our  Master's  sake. 


HYMNS  FOK  CHILDREN  589 


Up  !   'tis  meet  to  welcome 

With  a  joyous  lay- 
Christ,  the  Bang  of  Glory, 

Bom  for  us  to-day. 

Come,  nor  fear  to  seek  Him. 

Children  though  we  he; 
Once  He  said  of  children 

"Let  them  come  to  Me." 

In  a  manger  lowly 

Sleeps  the  Heavenly  Child  ;^ 
O'er  Him  fondly  hendeth 

Mary,  Mother  mild. 

Far  above  that  stable, 

Up  in  heaven  so  high. 
One  bright  star  out-shineth. 

Watching  silently. 

Fear  not  then  to  enter. 

Though  we   cannot  bring 
Gold,   or  myrrh,   or  incense 

Fitting  for  a  King. 

Giftg  He  asketh  richer, 

Offerings  costlier  still, 
Yet  may  Christian  children 

Bring  them  if  they  will. 

Brighter  than   all  jewels 

Shines  the  kindly  eye; 
Best  of  gifts  He  loveth 

Infant  purity. 

Haste  we  then  to  welcome 

With  a  joyous  lay 
Christ,  the  King  of  Glory. 

Bom  for  us  to-day.    Amen. 

S;imiu']    C.    ITaraortoa, 


;t.O  iiYAINS  FOR   CHILDREN 


533 

Alstone.  L.M. 

WE  are  but  little  cluldren  weak, 
Not  born  in  any  high  estate, 
What  can  we  do  for  Christ's  dear  sake, 
WTio  is  so  high  and  good  and  great? 

We  hear  that  Holy  Innocents 
Laid  down  for  Him  their  infant  life, 
And  martyrs  brave   and  patient  Saints 
Have  stood  for  Him  In  fire   and  strife. 

We  wear  the  cross  they  wore  of  old. 
Our  lips  have  learned  like  vows  to  pay; 
We  need  not  die;  we  cannot  fight; 
What  may  we  do  for  Him  to-day? 

O,  day  by  day,  each  Christian  child 
Has  much  to   do,  without,  within; 
A   sleepless   vigilance  to  keep, 
A  weary  war  to  wage  with  sin. 

When  deep  within  our  swelling  hearts 
The  thoughts  of  pride  and  anger  rise. 
When  bitter  words  are  on  our  tongues, 
And  tears  of  passion  in  our  eyes; 

Then  we  may  stay  the  angry  blow. 
Then  we  may  check  .the  hasty  word, 
Give   gentle   answers   back   again. 
And  fight   a   battle   for   our  Lord. 

With  smiles  of  peace,  and  looks  of  love 
Light  in  our  dwellings  we  may  make, 
Bid  kind  good  himiour  brighten  there. 
And  do  all  for  our  Master's  sake. 


HYMNS  FOR   CHILDREN  591 


There's  not  a  child  so  small  and  weak 

But  has  his  little  cross  to  take, 

His  little  work  of  love  and  praise 

That  he  may  do  for  Christ's  sweet  sake.    Amen. 

$Mrs.   C.  F.   Alexander. 

534 

Soinuus.  7s. D. 

WHEN  the  children  go  to  sleep, 

Little  stars  their  kind  watch  keep, 
Shining  down  so  calm  and  clear, 

Whispering  gently,  *  *  Do  not  fear  ! ' ' 
Then  the  Angels  from  above 

Bid  them  come  with  words  of  love 
Into  realms  of  pure  delight. 

There  to  bide  till  morning  light. 

When  the  stars  have  gone  to  sleep, 

And  the  sun  his  watch  doth  keep. 
Pouring  forth  his  light  and  heat, 

Laden  rich  with  promise  sweet. 
Then  the  Angels  from  on  high, 

Gently  breathe  a  soft  "Good-bye!" 
And  the  children  wing  their  flight 

Back  to  earth  till  starry  night.    Amen. 

Auon. 

535 

St.    Casimir.  8.7.D. 

WITH  the  light  be  up  and  doing, 

For  there's  danger  in  delay; 
Hope  deferred  but  leads  to  ruin, 

"Now  or  never"  wins  the  day. 
With  the  thought  the  deed  begin  it, 

Act  at  once  upon  the  spot. 
Vv^hat  you'd  gain,  the  way  to  win  it 

Strike  the  iron  while  it's  hot. 


592  HYMNS  FOR    CHILDREN 


Good  advice,  ye  need  not  spurn  it; 

But  the  man  who'll  soonest  rise 
Faces  danger  hut  to  turn  it, 

And   upon  himself   relies. 
Never  wait   another's   aiding — 

You  yourself  may  be  forgot, 
Lose  no  time  in  vain  upbraiding, 

Strike  the  iron  while  it's  hot. 

Would  ye  do  a  kindly  action? 

Though  your  aid  be  vainly  lent. 
There  is  still  the  satisfaction 

That  the  act  was  kindly  meant. 
Pause  not  then  to  ask  another 

If  to  do  the  deed  or  not; 
Look  on  each  as  on  a  brother; 

Strike  the  iron  while  it's  hot.    Amen. 

Ahou. 

A  tune  specially  written  for  these  words  may  be  found  in 
The  Church  of  England  Temperance  Society's  Hymns  and 
Songs,    No.    177. 

536 

Nottingham.  7s. 

YOUNG  and  loving  as  we  are, 
We  would  be  like  yonder  star; 
Shining  always  pure  and  bright, 
Evermore  a  source  of  light. 

We  would  be  like  laden  trees, 
Bearing  plenteous  fruits  that  please — 
Fruits  of  kindness,  winsome,  rare?, 
Fruits  of  love  without  compare. 

We  would  be  like  scent  of  flowers, 
Making  rich  this  world  of  ours 
With  the  fragrance  of  our  deeds, 
Satisfying  human  needs. 


HYMNS  FOR   CHILDKEN  591 


There's  not  a  child  so  small  and  weak 

But  has  his  little  cross  to  take, 

His  little  work  of  love  and  praise 

That  he  may  do  for  Christ's  sweet  sake.    Amen. 

$Mrs.   C.  F.   Alexander. 

534 

So'.umis.  7s. D. 

WHEN  the  children  go  to  sleep, 

Little  stars  their  kind  watch  keep, 
Shining  down  so  calm  and  clear, 

Whispering  gently,  '  *  Do  not  fear  ! ' ' 
Then  the  Angels  from  above 

Bid  them  come  with  words  of  love 
Into  realms  of  pure  delight, 

There  to  bide  till  morning  light. 

When  the  stars  have  gone  to  sleep, 

And  the  sun  his  watch  doth  keep. 
Pouring  forth  his  light  and  heat. 

Laden  rich  with  promise  sweet. 
Then  the  Angels  from  on  high, 

Gently  breathe  a  soft  ' '  Good-bye  ! ' ' 
And  the  children  wing  their  flight 

Back  to  earth  till  starry  night.    Amen. 

Anon. 

535 

St.    Casimir.  8.7.D. 

WITH  the  light  be  up  and  doing, 

For  there's  danger  in  delay; 
Hope  deferred  but  leads  to  ruin, 

"Now  or  never"  wins  the  day. 
With  the  thought  the  deed  begin  it, 

Act  at  once  upon  the  spot. 
What  you'd  gain,  the  way  to  w^in  it 

Strike  the  iron  while  it's  hot. 


592  HYMXS  FOR   CHILDREN 


Good  advice,  ye  need  not  spurn  it; 

But  the  man  who'll  soonest  rise 
Faces  danger  but  to  turn  it, 

And   upon  himself  relies. 
Never  wait   another's  aiding — 

You  yourself  may  be  forgot, 
Lose  no  time  in  vain  upbraiding, 

Strike  the  iron  while  it's  hot. 

Would  ye  do  a  kindly  action? 

Though  your  aid  be  vainly  lent, 
There  is  still  the  satisfaction 

That  the  act  was  kindly  meant. 
Pause  not  then  to  ask  another 

If  to  do  the  deed,  or  not; 
Look  on  each  as  on  a  brother; 

Strike  the  iron  while  it's  hot.    Amen. 

Anon. 

A  tune  specially  written  for  these  words  may  1)3  found  in 
The  Church  of  England  Temperance  Society's  Hymns  and 
Songs,    No.    177. 

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YOUNG  and  loving  as  we  are, 
We  would  be  like  yonder  star; 
Shining  always  pure  and  bright, 
Evermore  a  source  of  light. 

We  would  be  Uke  laden  trees. 
Bearing  plenteous  fruits  that  please — 
Fruits  of  kindness,  winsome,  rare, 
Fruits  of  love  without  compare. 

We  would  be  like  scent  of  flowers, 
Making  rich  this  world  of  ours 
With  the  fragrance  of  our  deeds, 
Satisfying  human  needs. 


IIVMNS  FOR   CHILDREN    _  593 

We  would  be  like  streamlets  clear 
Murmuring  songs  of  health  and  cheer, 
Active,  innocent,  and  sweet, 
E'er  refreshing  all  we  meet. 

We  would  be  like  larks  in  spring 
When  the  fields  are  blossoming — 
Sing  enraptured  as  we  rise, 
Gaze  on  earth  with  tender  eyes. 

We  would  be  like  Angel  choirs 
Wakened  by  celestial  fires, 
Praising  with  the  heavenly  Host 
Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost.    Amen. 

Anon. 


INDEX  OF   FIRST  LINES. 


Xo.    of    Ilyiiin 


/"lAROL,    sweetly  carol.  . 


A    LIVING    stream 258 

A  strain  of  music    .  .     .  .  259 

A  voice   from  the  hills    .  .     .  .  ?.60 

A   wondrous    type 94 

Abide    with    Me 8 

All    are    architects 9a 

AH    grlorv,     laud    and    honour  131 

All    hail' the    power 261 

All    Holy 238 

All   nature    is   to    God    .  .     .  .  262 

All    nature's   voices 263 

All    people   that   on    earth     .  .  :'(\4 

All   that's  good 2  55  \^'   Catch    the    sunshine 

All  the  aim 266  change    is    our    portion    here 

All    things    bright 267  cherish    kindly    feelings 

All's    for   the    best 'i68  Children's    happy    voices 

Alleluia  !    Alleluia   1 134  Christ  hath    gone    up 

Alleluia  !    Babe   most    holy.  .  ^p  Christ,    of   the    Angels    praise 

Alleluia  !    praise    our    Master  222  Christ    our   Lord    and    Master 

Angels,    from    the   realms     .  .  65  Christ    our    Lord    is  risen 

Angels    our    brothers 182  Christ    our   Lord    most    Holy 

Angels   we  have  heard    ....  66  Christ    our    royal    Shepherd 

Are   we    sowing    seeds    ....  96  Christ    was    born 

Arise,     arise,    good    Christian  269  Christians,    awake 

Arise  !    the   world 270  City    of    God.    how    broad 

Around    thy    starry    crown.  .  168  Come,   for  the  Manger   Cradl 

As    shadows    cast 271  Come,    gracious   Spirit 

As    with    gladness 80  Come,    Holy    Ghost 

Ave   Maria  ! 169  Come,   let   us  sing   together 

Come,   Lord  of   power 

BE  not  r-wift   to  take   offence  510  Come,     sing    the    sweet    song 

Behold,   our  Elder  Brothers'  506  Come,    Thou    Holy    Spirit 

Behold  the   Bridegroom    ...  28  Come,    Thou    Splendour 

Behold  !    the    star  is    shining  81  Come   unto   Me.    ye  weary 

Bells    of     Christ,     peal    forth  "2  72  Come,    ye    faithful 

Beloved,    let    us    love     .  .     .  .  273  Come,   ye   lofty 

Beneath   the  banner 194  Come,    ye    thankful    people 

Bless   us.    Thou   that   broodest  146  Comes     at    times     a    -stillness 

Blessed  city,   heavenly    Salem  239  Conquering    and    to     conquer 

594 


No.  of  Hymn. 


Blessing,    honour 209 

Blest  are   the   pure 170 

Blest  day,   by  shining  Angels        oo 

Breathe   on  me •       147 

Brief    life    is   here  our  portion  274 

Bright    the    vision 162 

Briijhtest   and  best 82 

Brightly  gleams  our  banner  248 
B I  others,  be  ye  who  ye  may  97 
Bv    Thy    glorious   Resurrection    i:'5 


56 
511 
275 
512 
513 
237 
183 
249 
133 
223 
276 

57 

58 
277 

52 
148 
149 
514 

30 
504 
150 

29 

98 
136 

59 

240 

9 

278 


INDEX  OF  FIEST  LINES 


595 


No.  of  Hymn. 

Conscious    of    Thee,    O    Lord     279 

Courage,    brother 280 

Crown  Him 143 


rjAY   is    dying    in    the    west  10 

-*-^  Daytime   is   ending    ....  1] 

Daisies   of   the   meadow..     ..  515 

Disposer   supreme 218 

Do    you    wish    the    world     .  .  99 
Do     you    wonder     where    the 

fairies    are? 516 

EARTH    has    many    a    noble 

city 83 

Earth   with  her  ten   thousand  281 

Earthly    friends    will    change  60 

Easter  !    the    word    is    music  137 

Eternal  Father 282 

Eternal    King   of    Glory..     ..  224 

Eternal    Ruler 283 

Ever  look  up;   it    is  wiser    .  .  284 

Every    generation 171 


TJlAIR    are    the    feet    .  .     .  .  285 

-^    Faith    of    our    Fathers    .  .  286 
Far     out      on     the      desolate 

billow 287 

Father,    by    Thy   Love    ....  12 

Father  of  all,   Whose  presence  100 

Father    of    Heaven    above     .  .  288 

Father  !    the   sweetest    .  .    .  .  289 

Father,    Thy    wonders     .  .     .  .  290 

Father,    Who    on    man    .  .     .  .  291 

For   all    the  Saints 195 

For    ever    with    the    Lord     .  .  292 

For   the  beauty   of    the    earfh  293 

For  Thy  dear  Saints,   O  Lord  196 

For   Thy   glory 75 

Forward    be    our     watchword  250 

From    glory    unto    glory  !     .  .  78 

From   the  Eastern    mountains  84 

Full    many    a    sainted    poet..  294 


No.  of  Hymn. 

pATHER   us  in,   Thou  Love  295 
^-^  Glory    be,    in    earth     and 

heaven     .  . 296 

Glory    to   God    iu   the  highest  67 

Glory  to  Thee,   my   God.  .    .  .  13 

Go   on  unto   perfection    .  .    .  .  101 

God    be    with    you 255 

God  is   gone  up 144 

God  is  love;   His  glory    ....  297 

God  is   the  King  of  Glory   .  .  298 

God  is  working 299 

God  make   my  life 300 

God    moves    in    a    mysterious 

way 301 

God   of  Love 302 

God   of  the   granit.^ 303 

God  of  wisdom.   God  of  grace  304 

God,    That    reignest 505 

God      the      Father  !      Whose 

creation 241 

God's    children    journey.     .  .  306 

God's    music 307 

God's    spirit    on    us    falls     .  .  308 

Good    Christian    men    rejoice  507 

Good     King     Wenceslas.      ..  517 

Gracious    Lord,    on    these     .  .  233 

Gracious  Power 309 

Gracious    Spirit,    Holy    Ghost  151 

Gracious    Spirit,    Life    divine  499 

Grant    us,     O    God    of    Peace  310 

Grant     us,     Heavenly    Father  102 

Great   Architect 311 

Great    Master,    Whose    Name  312 

Great    Mover    of    all    hearts.  103 


TTAIL,     Bright    Star    ....  172 

-*^    Hail,    Father 313 

Hail  !   Holv,   Holy,  Holy  Lord  163 

Hail,    holy   World-Teacher    .  .  314 

Hail,    Mary,    hail  I 497 

Hail,    sacred    day 25 

Hail   the   Day 142 

Hail   thou,   once  Mother  mild  501 

Hail   to    the  Lord's    anointed  31 


596 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES 


No.  of  Hymn. 

Hail  to  the  Lord  Who  comes  93 

Hail,    ye,    God's    saints..     ..  197 

Hand    in    hand    with    Angels  185 

Happy   little    children     .  .     .  .  518 
Happy    they     who     are      not 

weary 315 

Hark  a   thrilling  voice    ....  32 

Hark,    ten    thousand   voices..  138 

Hark    the    glad    sound    .  .     .  .  33 

Hark  !     the    herald- Angels     .  68 

Hark  the  sound 198 

Hark  !    'tis    the    watchman..  31 
Hark    to    the    Church    .  .      .  .  199 
He    comes   on    the    wings     .  .  69 
He    has    laid    aside    the    ves- 
ture       210 

He  liveth   long 104 

He    saw    the   wheat-fields     .  .  242 

He  wants   not   friends    .  .     .  .  317 

Hear  us,    King   of   Angels    .  .  186 

Here  have  we  met 105 

Here    in   the   heart 316 

Holiest   Father 164 

Holy,    Holy,    Holy 165 

Holy   is   the   seed-time    .  .     .  .  243 

Holy     Spirit,    Truth     Divine.  152 

Hosanna  I    loud    Hosannas    .  132 

How  blessed,  from  the  bonds  106 

How  happy  is  he  born    ....  107 

T' cannot  find  Thee  ! 318 

-^   I  heard  the  bells 70 

I  hold    it    true    that    thoughts  108 

I    know    as    my    life    grows.  .  319 

I  know  not   what   mav   befall  320 

I  know   that  justly 109 

I  live  for  those  who  love  me  321 

I  look  to  Thee  in  every  need  110 

I    saw  a    streamlet  flashing.  .  322 

I  will  go   in   the   strength    .  .  .S23 

If    any    little    word    of    mine  324 

If  I   were   a    sunbeam    .  .     .  .  519 

If  we   daily  labour 325 

If  we  only  sought  to  brighten  326 

If    you    cannot    on   the    ocean  111 


No.  of  Hymn. 

Immortal,    invisible,    God    .  .  327 

Immortal   love,    for    ever   full  328 

In    a    silence    deep 71 

In    alternate   measure            .  .  173 

Infinite  God,  to  Thee  we  raise  333 

In  hearts  from  self  delivered  329 

In  heavenly  Love  abiding    .  .  330 

In  its  giving,  and  its  getting  502 

In   royal    robes    of  isplendour  219 

In    sacred   books    we  read    .  .  331 

In   the  field  with  their  flocks  72 

In  the  Name  of  God 332 

In   Thy   Name   to   think    .     .  .  494 

It    came    upon    the    midnight  187 

It  is  time  to  be  brave    .  .    .  .  520 

It   singeth  low   in   every   heart  211 

TESU,   the  King  of  Martyrs  20(. 

^    Joy  fills  our  inmost  heart  61 

T^IND  words   can   never  die  521 

-•^^King    of    saints    forever..  201 

T  EAD,    kindly   Light    ....  334 

-^  Lead    us,    Star 522 

Let   all   mortal   flesh 225 

Let    me    to-day  do    something  335 

Let  saints  on  earth 336 

Let   superstition  be  destroyed  337 

Let    to-day    above    all    other.  174 

Let    us    forget    the    things..  76 

Let  us   lift  our  voices    .  .     .  .  338 

Let  us  with  a  gladsome  mind  339 

Life  is  onward  !  use  it    .  .    .  .  251 

Life    is    real,    life    is    earnest  340 

Life    of    age's,    richly    poured  341 

Light    of    the    world 342 

Light,    that    from    the    dark  35 

Like   a    river,    glorious    .  .     .  .  343 

Like    silver    lamps 50 

Like    warp    and    woof    .  .     .  .  344 

Little   children 523 

Little  links  of  gold  arc  wc.  .  524 

Live   and   let    live 112 

Live  for  something 113 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES 


597 


No.  of  Hymn, 

Live   thou   thy   life 114, 

Lo,   the   Angels 62  ! 

Lord    Christy     Thou    l-ife     .  .  345 

Lord  God  Almighty 346 

Lord    Grod,    so    strong    .  .     .  .  347 

Lord   God.    the   Holy   Gho<t    .  153 

Lord  of    all    being 348 

Lord  of  Love,  we  know .  .    .  .  226 

Lord   of   Might 2 

Lord    of    the    harvest     .  .     .  .  244 

Lord   of  the   little   children    .  36  ' 

Lord,   speak   to  me 115 

Lordj    to  Thee   we    lift    ....  349 

Lord.    Who    at    Cana's    .  .     .  .  234 

Love  Divine 350 

Love    thyself    last 116 

Loved    ones,    though  our  wak- 
ing   vision 212 

MAKE    channels 351 

Mary  the  Dawn 175 

Master    and    Lord 37 

Master    of    Masters 38 

May    we    be    strong    to    dare  1  17 

Men  vex  them^selves :!'>2 

Mighty   Angels 503 

Most   ancient    of    mysteries.  .  353 
Most       High,       before       Thy 

throne 188 

Mother-Maid    all    holy    ....  496 

My   Country,    'tis     of    thee  1 

^AY,   speak  no  ill  ! 525 

-^^   Nearer,    my   God,    to  Thee  118 

Never  hasting,    never    resting  354 

No    matter   whence  I    came.  .  355 

No  more   sadness   now    ....  63 

Not   a   life   so  mean   and  lowly  3  56 

Not    in    abasement 119 

Not  so  in  haste 3  57 

Now  let  us  see   Thy   beauty.  358 

Now  on   land   and  sea    •  •_  •  •  14 

Now     over     the     snow-white.  64 

Now    sing  we    a    song    .  .     .  .  245 

Now    thank    wc    all    our    God  359 


No.  of  Hymn. 

Now    the    day    is   over    .  .     .  .  15 

Now  to  God   on  High  be   glory  54 

r\    backward-looking    son     .  360 
^  O   Christ,    our  Lord,   great 

King 227 

0     Christ,     our     Lord,     Who 

with   Thine   own 228 

0    Christ,    the   Lord   of    Light  6 

O    come,    O    come,    Emmanuel  39 

O   everlasting   Light 361 

0    Day    of    rest   and  gladness  26 

O  Father    sempiternal    .  .     .  .  491 

0  give  us   light 16 

O    God  of   God 495 

O   God,   of  good 362 

O  God  of  Truth 363 

O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past  364 

0  God  the  Spirit 154 

0    God,    Whose    thoughts     .  .  365 

O  happy  band  of  pilgrims    .  .  366 

0  hear    the    song    of    Angels  189 

O   Heart  of  Pity,  move  in  mo  367 

0   Holy   Church 368 

0    Holy    Ghost,    Thy    people  155 

0  Holy  Spirit,    from   above.  .  156 
O  Holy   Spirit,    Lord   of   Grace   157 

0    King    of    Kings 229 

0    Life  of   Christ    o'erfiowing  230 

O  Light,   Whose   beams    .     .  .  369 

0    little    town   of   Bethlehem.  51 

0   Lord   and   God,    the   Lover  231 

0    Lord,   how    happy 370 

O    Lord   of   hosts,    all  heaven  371 

O    Lord,    who    taught    to    us.  372 

O    Ix)rd    Divine 373 

O    Love    that  casts  out   fear.  374 

O  Love,    that  will   not  let  me  375 

O  Master,  bless  us 17 

O   Master,   give  me 120 

O   Master,  T  have  promised.  .  376 

O  Master,  we  long 377 

O   Master  !   when  Thou  callest  378 

O   perfect   Tiove 235 

O  praise    ye    the    Tiord .  .     .  .  379 


598 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES 


No.  of  Hymn. 


O   purest    of   creatures    .  .     .  . 

O    quickly   come 

O   Self  of  all 

O  Shepherd  of  the  sheep. . 
O    sons    and    daughters    .     .  . 

O  Source  divine    

O  Star  of  Love 

O  sweet  the  enchanting  .  .  . 
O  Thou  Who  by  a  star   .  .    .  . 

O  to  have  dwelt 

O     what,    if    we    are    Christ's 

O    what  the  joy 

O  with  what  glorious  lustre 
O  wondrous,  radiant,  golden 
O  worship  the  King  .  .  .  . 
O'er  the  earth  the  dawn  .  . 
Oft  in  danger,  oft  in  woe.  . 
Once  the  great  Desire  .  .  .  . 
One  by  one  the  sands    .  .    .  . 

One   LfOrd  there    is 

One   Thy  Light    .  • 

Only  a  manger  cold  and  bare 

Onward,    brothers 

Onward,  Christian  soldiers. 
Open  the  East  Gate  now  .  . 
Our  Christ  shall  reign  .  .  . 
Our  day  of  praise  is  done   .  . 

Our   days   are    few 

Our   eyes   will    see 

Our  Father,   while  our  hearts 

Our  God    is    other 

Our  Master  has  called  us.  . 
Our  Master   hath  a  garden  .  . 

Our   worship   rises 

Over  and  over  again 

Over    and  over    and    over     .  . 


pALMS   of   Glory 

-*^   Pansies.  '  lilies,     roses     .  . 

Part   in   peace    

Ploughing  the  fields 

Power  of  all  Powers  .  .  .  . 
Practice  of  the  law  of  love 
Praise  the  TiOrd,  His  glories 
Praise   the   Lord  !   ye   heavens 


176 

40 
380 
220 
139 
381 
382! 
190 

85 
383 
202 

27 
177 
384 
385 
386  1 
387 

41 
388 
389 
390 

73 
252 
253 

18 
391 

19 
392 

42 
393 
394 
395 
396 
232 
397 
398 

203 
526 
399 
400 
401 
402 
403 
404 


No.  of  Hymn. 

Praise   we  our  Master   .  .    .  .  405 

Praise  we  the  Lord  this  day  178 

T3AISE  a  song  of  joy   ....  406 

■^  Rejoice,    all    ye 43 

Rejoice   ye,   Christ's    disciples  407 

Rejoice,    ye    pure   in    heart..  254 

Richer    than   famed    Golconda  408 

Ring  out,   wild  bells 77 

Round  the   Sacred   City    .    .  .  492 

SAINTS  amid   this   world    .  204 

Saviour,    again 20 

See    the    Conqueror    mounts.  145 

Shall    there    be    tears     ....  121 

Shall   we  not   love   thee    ...  179 

Shepherd     of    tender    youth.  527 

Since  all  the  downward  tracks  409 

Sing    forth    His    high    eternal  410 

Sing  praise   to    God 411 

Sing    to    the    Lord 412 

Sleepers    awaken  ! 44 

Soldiers   in   the   King's   great 

army 122 

Soldiers    of    Clirist,    arise     .  .  413 

Soldiers,    who   are    Christ's..  414 

Sometimes    so    strong     .  .     .  .  415 

Somewhere    is    waiting    .     .  .  416 

Songs    of    praise 417 

Songs    of    thankfulness     ...  86 

Sons    of    men,    behold     .  .  87 

Soon    shall   the    trump    ....  3 

Sound  over  all  waters    ....  5 

Sound  the  battle   cry 418 

Sow  flowens 528 

Sow    in    the    morn    thy    seed  419 

Speak   gently 123 

Speak  kindly,  O  speak  kindly  420 

Spirit    Divine,    pour  forth    .  .  158 

Spirit    of   light   and  unison.  .  159 

Spirit    of    wisdom 1^0 

Standing    at    the  portal..     ..  79 

Star  of  our  love 'ISl 

vStar    of    the    day 180 

Stars   of    the    morning    .  .     .  .  191 


INDEX  OV  FIRST  LINES 


509 


No.   of   Hymn. 

Still,    still    with   Thee    .... 

Summer    suns    are    glowing.  122 

rpAKE  my  life,  and  let  it  be  423 

-^   Teach  me,  O  Holy  Master  124 

Teacher  of  men  and  of  Angels  424 

Tell   it  out  among  the  people  425 

Ten   thousand  times 205 

The    beacon-star 426 

The   Church's  one  foundation  490 

The     Day     of    Resurrection..  140] 

The    day    Thou    gavest    .  .     .  .  'j:i 

The   end   of    one  more    day..  22 

The    eternal   gifts    of    Christ  .  221 

The  foe   behind 141 

The   good   time    is   unfolding.  427 

The  King   is  perfect 428 

The    King  of    Love 429 

The   light  pours   down    .  .     .  .  430 

The   Name    of    God   my    heart  431 

The   people   that  in    darkness  88 

The    radiant    morn 23 

The    roseate   hues 432 

The   saints  of   God 206 

The    story    comes 48  3 

The    voice    that    ))reathed    .  .  23  6 

The    wise    may    bring     .  .     .  .  529 

The    world    has    much     .  .     .  .  434 

Thee  will  I  love 435 

There   are    loyal  hearts    .     .  .  436 

There  is  a  book 437 

There  is  a  grand  old  doctrine  438 

There  is  a  hidden  side    .  .    .  .  439 

There    is     an     ancient    River  161 

There  is  an  eye 440 

There    is  many    a  rest    .  .     .  .  441 

There    is    no   wind 442 

There  lies    in     the     centre.  .  443 

There   lives   a  voice 444 

There's    a    bright    and   shin- 
ing  River 445 

There's  not  a   tint 446 

These   things  shall    be    .  .     .  .  447 

This  world  is  bright 448 

These  happy  souls 449 


No.   of   Hymn. 

i'iiou    art    coming 45 

Thou   art  gone   up,  O   Lord..  450 

Thou  art,   O   God.  the  life    .  .  451 

Thou   art   the   Way 452 

Thou,    Lord,    art    Love    .  .     .  .  453 

Thou  one  in   all 454 

Thou    stern   destrover     .  .     .  .  213 
Thou,       Who      at     Thy     first 

Eucharist 493 

Tiiou,    Whose    almighty    Word  455 

Though    our    lives 530 

Tliough    the   cause   of   evil     .  .  456 

Three  doors   there  are    .  .     .  .  457 

Three    in    One KUi 

Through    all    the    changint;'.  .  458 

Through    all    the    world..'  ..  192 

Through  midnight   gloom    ...  46 

Through    the    night    of    doubt  459 

Thy  hand,   O  God,   has  guided  460 

Thy    love    for    all 461 

Thy    love.    Lord    God     ....  509 

Thy    way,    not   mine,    O   Lord  125 

To    God  most    High 500 

To  our   Master  hasten    ye    .  .  89 

To  Thee,  O  Lord,   our  hearts  246 

Trip    lightly   over  trouble    .  .  531 

True    light,    that    lightest     .  .  462 

TTNFURL    the     standard...  4 
^  Unheard   the   dews   around 

us 463 

Y'IRGIN-BORN,    we   bow    ..  181 

ITTAKEN,  Christian   children!  532 

^^    Walk    in  the   Light    .     .  .  464 
Was       there       ever      kindest 

shepherd 126 

We    are    but    little    children.  533 

We  ask  not,  Father 465 

We  bow  at  the  feet 466 

We  do   not  die 214 

We     give     Thee     but     Thine 

own 127 

We  have  not  known  Thee   .  .  128 


l\l)i;X    OK  FIR8T  LINES 


No.   of  Hymn. ; 

We    keep   the    Feast 498 

We    limit    not    the    truth     ..  467: 

We  march,   we    march    .  .     .  .  506 

We  must  work  and  strive    .  .  468 

We   plough    the    fields    .  .     .  .  247 

We  pray  Thee  come 47 

We    shape    ourselves    tin-    ,ioy  469 
We   should   he   thankful    .     .  .  120 
We  thank  Thee  for  the  guer- 
don       470 

We  thank  Thee,   Holy  Father  215 

We   thank    Thee,  Lord    .  .     .  .  471 

We    Avill    make    the    highway  472 

Welcome,    that    star 90 

Wellnigh   two   thousand   years  48 

We're  all  in  one  boat    .  .     .  .  47:; 

We've    a  story    to   tell    .  .     .  .  474 

\\'hat    star   is'thi$ 91; 

When    for    us    the    silent    oar  216 1 

When  mothers   of   Salem.     ..  475 

When   o'er   earth   is   breaking  476 

When   our    blind    eyes     .  .     .  .  207 

When   skies    are    clouding    .  .  477 

When   sunset    comes 24 

When  the  children 534 

When   the   Lords   of   Flame.  .  478 

When    winds    are    raging     .  .  479 


No.  of  Hymn. 

Where    is    Thy   God,  O  man?  480 

While  shepherds   watched    .  .  74 

Who    are    these    like    stars    .  193 

Who   fathoms    the   eternal    .  .  481 

Who    is    on    the   Lord's    side.  482 

Who    the    multitudes     .  .      .  .  208 

With    a    right    good    will     .  .  18P. 

With   noiseless     steps     .  .      .  .  484 

With    the    countless   hosts    .  .  167 

With   the    light  be   up    .  .     .  .  535 

Within   the   Father's  house.  .  92 

Without    haste 485 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming  486 

Work,    it    is    thy  highest.     .  .  130 

Would  you  like  to  be  a  hero  487 

Would    you    live    the    life    .  .  48S 

^E    servants    of    the    Lord.  49 

Ye  Avho  have  passed  away  217 

Yon  never   can    tell 480 

Young  and   loving  as   we   are  536 

Litanies : 

Of  the  Holy  Angels    ....  184 

Of    the    Church 256 

Of    the    Holy    Spirit    .  .     .  .  257 

Of  the  Advent 305 


INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


Abelard,    Peter,    27. 

Adam   of   St.   Victor,   159. 

Adams,   J.    S.,    214. 

Adams,    Sarah.    118,    399. 

Ainger,    A.    C,    299. 

Alexander,  Mrs.  C.  F.,  267,  43?, 
533 

Alexander,   W.   L.,    160. 

Alford,   Dean  H.,   205.    24(i,    2nU. 

Ancient  Antiphons,    39. 

Ancient    Carol,    141. 

Ancient    Indian    Scripture,    408. 

Ancient  Office  Hymns,  28,  94  164, 
172,    177,    183,   221. 

Ancient    Sequence,    150. 

Anonymous^.  3,  18,  34,  73,  97, 
100,  113,  114,  122,  175.  178, 
180,  182,  213,  251,  252,  259, 
268,  270,  284,  324,  326,  329, 
344,  354,  386,  397.  400,  401, 
402,  404,  420,  427,  434,  436, 
439,  448,  454,  465,  466.  468 
473,  476,  510,  511,  512,  514', 
516,  519,  520,  529  534,  535, 
536. 

Anstice,    Joseph,    12,   244,    370. 

Auber,   Harriet,   154. 

Baker,    Sir   H.    W.,    155,    179,    202, 

379,    429. 
Banks,   G.    L.,    321. 
Baring-Gould,  the  Rev.  Sabine,   15, 

253 
Barton,    B.,   464. 
Baxter,    the    Rev.    R.,    317. 
Beatrix.    367. 
Bernard    de      Morlaix,      269,      274, 

294,    470. 
Betham-Edwards,   Matilda,    300. 
Bevan,  Emma  Frances,   204. 
Bickersteth,  Bishop  E.  H.,   288. 
Birks,  the  Rev.   D.  B.,   35. 


Bode,   the  Rev.    J.   E.,    376. 

Bonar,     Dr.     Horatius,      104,     12"'>. 

273,    310,   342,    361,    374. 
Book    of    Common  Prayer,    149. 
Bourne,    Canon   G.   H.,    226,    228. 
Bowring,    Sir  John.    297. 
Brainerd,    Mary    G.,    320. 
Bridges,    Matthew,    143. 
Briggs,    George  W.,    463. 
Bright,    Mrs.    M.,    29.    37,    38,    47, 

49,    189,    227,    346,    380,    382, 

384,    421. 
Brooks,    Bishop    Phillips,    53. 
Browne,    the  Rev.    S..    148. 
Bryant,    William    Cullen,    271. 
B.T.,  357. 

Burman,    Ellen  E.,    124. 
Burn,    D.    W.    M.,    197,    212,     501, 

503,    505,    508. 
Burnell.    Maud,    M.,    472. 
Burn.s,    the  Rev.    J.    D.,    279,    453. 
Byrom,    J.,   58. 


Campbell,    Lady   Mary,    405. 

Carpenter,    J.    E.,    96. 

Gary,    Alice,   392. 

Cento,    257,    387. 

Chadwick.     the    Rev.     J.     W.,     211, 

245.    283. 
Chadwick,    Bishop,    66. 
Chandler,  the  Rev.  J.  (and  others) 

48,    91. 
C.H.B.,    477. 

Chignell,    the   Rev.    T.   W.,    315. 
Churton,    E.,    302. 
Coffin,    C,    103,    157. 
Coghill,  Anna  L.,    486. 
Coleridge.    Hartley,    331. 
Coles,    the   Rev.  Vincent.    220. 
Cook,    Eliza,    112. 
Cotton,   Bishop    G.,    471. 


GOl 


602 


INDEX  OF  AUTHORS 


Cowper,    William,    301. 

C.V.M.,    488. 

C.W.L.,    (see  Leadbeater,  C.W.) 

Deariner,    the  Rev.    Percy,   291. 
Dix,    William     Chatterton,    50,     (il, 
80      98,    171.     222.    238.     24G 
Doane. 'Bishop   D.  W.,    4.32. 
Doddridge,    Dr.    P..    33.  I 

Doten.    L.,    303.  I 

Downton.  the  Rev.  H..  7.5. 

Ellerton.    the    Rev.    .John.     19.     20,, 

21     93 
Evans,  'the  Rev.    J.    H.,    27.3. 

Faber     the    Rev.    F.    W.,    17.     126. 

176.    192.    223,   286.    289.    3.53. 

365.     394. 
Farrar,    Dean  F.   W..    72.    188. 
Fifth   Century   Hymn.    32. 
Fox,    W.   J.,    309. 
Fovster,  E.   L.,   44. 
Franklin.    Lady  H.    S,    233. 

Gammons.    Susan    E..    76. 

Garrett.    J..    138. 

Gates,    Ellen   H..    111. 

Goethe.   Johann   Wolfgang,    485. 

Gostick,    John.    430. 

Grant.    Sir   R..    385. 

Greg.    Samuel."   368. 

Gunn,    H.    M.,    206. 

Gurnev,    the  Rev.    A.,    54,    59. 

Gurney,  Dorothy  F.,   235. 

G.W..    52.    69. 

Hamerton.    Samuel   C,    532. 
Hangford.    G.    W.,     123. 
Hat  oh,   Doan  Edwin,    147. 
Havergal,    Frances   R.     45,    78,    79. 

115.    343.    347,   423.    425,    482. 

526. 
Hawker,   Robert    S..    90,    412. 
Headlam.    Margaret    A..    243. 
Heber,  Bishop  R.,  82,  87.  144,  165 

181. 


Herbert,  the   Rev.  George,   262. 

Hervey.    J.,    409. 

Hewett,    the  Rev.  John   W.,   332. 

H.L.D..    349. 

Holland,    C.    F.,    H7. 

Holmes,   Oliver  Wendell,    348.    393. 

How,    Bishop     Walsham     W.,    127. 

193,    422. 
Howe,  Julia  Ward,   42. 
Hughes,    T.,    363. 
Hume,    A.,    530. 
Hutchings,    W.    M.,    475. 
Hutchinson,    Abby,    521. 

Ingemann,   B.    S.,   459. 
Iron«,    Dr.,    67. 

Jinarajadasa,    C,    494. 
Johnson,   the  Rev.  S.,  277,   341. 
Julian.    Canon    John,    495,    499. 

Keble,    the    Rev.    John.     169.    170 

236.    390.    437. 
Ken,   Bishop   Thomas,    13, 
Kethe,    the   Rev.    William,    264. 
Kidder.    Mary   A..    441. 
King,    E..    337. 


Larcom.    Lucy,    185, 
Lathbury,    Mary    A., 
Latin    hvmn    of    6th 
Lauder,  "Ella.  '  528. 
Laurentius  Laurenti. 
Leadbeater,    the    Rt. 
210.   215.   224, 
314.   377.    395. 
445,    500,    504, 
Verses    have    been 
Rt.  Rev.  C.  W. 
hvmns     12.     20. 
122.   128.    130, 
170.    176.    181. 
223    229.   237 
285.    294,   297.' 
336.    425.   433. 
477.    486.    502. 
Doxologies.        in 


216.    312. 
10. 
century.    239. 

43. 

Rev.     C.  W., 

230.    298.  311, 

406.  407.  438, 
509. 

added  by  the 
Leadbeater.   to 

22.    42.  105, 

14  4.    147.  154. 

205.    209.  214. 

255.   256,  276, 

300,    315.  334. 

434.    444.  463, 

many      caseB 


INDEX  OF  AUTHORS 


603 


original,  have  been  added  by 
the  Rt.  Rev.  0.  W.  Lead- 
beater  to  hymns  3,  11,  14, 
19,  25,  30,  37,  38,  49,  52,  54. 
58  65,  71,  75,  83,  86,  91,  94, 
95!  96,  97,  100,  102,  103, 
106,  110,  114,  117,  125,  136. 
137,  140,  147,  153.  154,  156, 
169,  174,  180,  189,  198,  203, 
207,  212.  216,  217.  219,  227, 
228  234,  245,  252,  259,  260, 
261,'  263.  265,  268,  273,  274, 
277,  279,  281,  286,  290,  295, 
297,  301,  302,  304  307,  309, 
310,  312,  314,  318,  321,  325, 
328,  330,  331,  335,  337,  344, 
346.  347,  348,  351,  352,"  357. 
360,  361,  363,  366,  367,  368. 
370,  371,  373,  380,  381,  384, 
385,  392,  393,  398  399,  401. 
408,  410,  415.  417,  422,  427, 
428.  430.  431,  434,  439,  440, 
442.  448,  452,  453,  458,  463, 
465,  469  471,  480,  484,  485, 
495,  496. 
Adapted  by  the  Rt.  Rev.  C.  W. 
Leadbeater,   338,   478,    504. 

Leonard,    Ellen  T.,    356. 

Leslie,   J.   H.,   531. 

Littledale,   Rev.  R.   F.,    498.  .    j 

Liturgy  of  St.  James.  225.  '    i 

Longfellow,    Henry    W.,    95,    340.    ' 

Longfellow,     Samuel,     14,    70,     110. 
152,    410. 

TiOwell.   James   Russell,   442,  456. 

Lynch,    the   Rev.    T.   T.,    105,   480. 

Lyra    Davidioa,    133. 

Lvte.    the   Rev.  H.  F.     8,    304,    403. 


MacLeod,   the    Rev.    Norman,    280. 
Mant,   Bishop  R.,   162.   196. 
Marriott,    the  Rev.   John,    455, 
Mason,    Jackson.    219. 
Mason,    John,    258.    285. 
Massey,    Gerald,    444. 
Mwssie.   Richard,    372. 


Matheson,    the   Rev.    G.,     295,   375, 

457. 
Matthias  Claudius,  247. 
Mediaeval     Dutch,    396. 
Milton,    John,    339. 
Montacute,    the  Prior    of,    174. 
Montgomery,    the    Rev.   J.,    31,    65, 

153.    203,    292,    417,    419. 
Moore,    Thomas,    451. 
More,   Dr.   Henry,    156. 
Morison,   the    Rev.    J.,    88. 
Moultrie,    the   Rev.   G.,   506. 
Muhlenberg,    Dr.    W.   A.,    56. 

Neale,    Dr.    J.    M.,    57,    60,    63,    85, 

237,    241,    272,    366,   450,    507, 

517. 
Newman,    Cardinal    J.    H.,    334. 
Nichol,     H.     Ernest,      16,    24,     120, 

307,    322,    474,    483,   487,    5L3, 

515,    518,    524. 
Nightingale,    L.,    260. 

Oldest   Christian    hymn,   527. 
Oxenham.   the  Rev.  H.  N.,   53,   497. 

'  Palgrave,    F.    T.,    496. 
Paris     Breviary    [1736],    414. 
Paris    Missal     [1685],    89. 
I  Perronet,    the   Rev.    Edward,    261. 
i  Pierpont,   F.   S.,   293. 
Plumptre,    Dean    E.    H.,    254,    369. 

371,    460. 
Pollard.    Marguerite,    306. 
Pollock,   the   Rev.    T.   B.,    128,    208, 

256. 
Potter,  the  Rev.  T.  J..   173.    248. 
Procter,    Adelaide       A.,    168,      325. 

350,    383,    588. 
Prudentius.    83. 

Rands.    W.  B.,    389. 
Rankin,    J.   E.,   255. 
Rawes.    H.    A.,    71. 
Rawson,    G.,    467. 
Raymond,    Rossiter    W.,    287. 
Reed,   the  Rev.  A.,   168. 


fiOj 


l\r>EX  OF  ATTTHOKS 


Rexford,  E.  E.,  242. 
Rinkart,  Martin.  359. 
R<)rison,   G..    166. 

Santeuil.    Jean    Baptiste    de,    213. 
Schenk,    H.    T..    193. 
Skhiitz,    Johann   Jakob,   411. 
Scott-Moncripff,     the    Rev.    C.      W.. 

11,    22.     41,     137,     232.     29r. 

305,    .^45,    424,    449. 
Scudder.    Eliza,    318. 
Sears,    the  Rpv.   E.   H..    187. 
gherwin,    W.  F..    418. 
Silesius,    Aneeln's,    308.   362.    4^.5. 
Smith,    I.    Gregory,   9. 
Smith,   Lanta  W.,"  416. 
Smith,   Dr.   Walter   P.,    327.    352. 
Smith.    S.    F.,    1. 
Spitta,    C.  J.    P.,    106. 
St.    Ambrose,    6. 

St.    John    of    Damascxis     136,    140 
St.   Joseph    of    the    Stiidiiim,    191 
St.    Theodulph    of    Orleans     131. 
Sterlin°r.    John,    381. 
Stock,    Sarah    G..    378. 
Stone,  the  Rev.   S.  J.,  46,  161.  490 

491.     492. 
Stowe,   Harriet  Beecher.  7.   479. 
Swain.    Charles.    525. 
Symonds.    J.    A.,    447. 

Tate    and   Brady,    458. 

Tate,    Xahum.    74. 

Taylor,    the   Rev.    T.    R.,    281. 

Tennyson,     Alfred    Lord,    77. 

Thirteenth    renturv    hvmn.     ino. 

Thr.'lfall      Jeanette.    i32. 

Thring,  the  Rev.  G.idfrev  23.  85 
84,  102.  143,  146,  '207,  231 
249,   ^6.'),    276,    461,    462. 

Tiddini.Tiis.    Barbara.    36. 


Train,   Emma,    523. 

Trench,   Archbishop  R.  C,   351. 

Turnev    E.,    323. 

Turton,  Col.  W.  H.,  62,  81,  101, 
135,  167,  184,  186,  194,  199, 
200,   201,    231,    278,    493.    522. 

Tuttiett,    the   Rev.  L.,    40. 

Vernon,    J.    R.,    415. 
Very,    Jones,    290. 

Wallace,  J.  C,   440,  446. 

Waring,    Anna   L.,    109.    330. 

Watts,    Dr.    Isaac,    364.    391,    431. 

Waugh,    Benjamin,    358. 

Wedgwood.    Bishop    J.    I.,    229. 

Wensley.    Shapcott,    55,    64.    190. 

Weslev,  The  Rev.  C.  68,  87,  133, 
142.    163,    209.    333,    336,    413. 

Wesley,    The    Rev.    S.,    313. 
,  White,    Augusta.    428. 
I  White,    Frederick    M..    129,    130. 
i  White,    H.  K.,    387. 

Whiting.    Mary    B.,    2. 

Whiting     W..    1^82. 

Whittier.  J.  G.,  5,  328.  360.  373. 
469.    481. 

Whyte,    D.   Spence,    433. 

Whyte,    George,    217. 

Whyte,    G.    Herbert,    263,    426. 

Wilcox,  Ella  Wheeler.  99.  108, 
116,  266.  316,  319,  335,  355. 
398,    443.    484,    489,    502. 

Wodehouse.     Ernest   A..     119      121. 

Woodford.    Bishop    J.    R.,    92. 

Wordsworth.  Bishop  C.  26.  S6. 
134,     145,     151.     198. 

Wotton.    Sir   H.,    107. 

Wright.    Fannv   J.,    4. 


METRICAL    INDEX. 


ORDER  OF  ARRANGEMEITT. 


The  metres  in  the  following  metrical  index  have  been 
arranged  in  the  following  order: — 

CM.    (common  metre)   8.6.8.6. 

D.C.M.    (double  common  metre). 

L.M.    (long  metre)    8.8.8.8. 

D.L.M.    (double  long  metre).  * 

S.M.    (short  metre)    6.6.8.6. 

D.S.M.    (double  short   metre). 

The  above  are  the  metres  most  commonly  in  use.  All 
others  are  arranged  according  to  the  number  of  syllables  in 
the  first  line.  Thus,  for  example,  metres  with  six  syllables 
in  the  first  line  (6s.)  come  first,  then  those  with  seven  (7s.), 
and  so   on. 

Within  each  group  the  same  scheme  is  followed;  for 
example,  the  metre  7.4.7.4  (seven  syllables  in  the  1st  line, 
four  in  the  2nd,  seven  in  the  3rd,  and  four  in  the  4th) 
comes  before  the  metre  7.5.7.3,  because  the  number  of 
syllables  in  the  second  line  is  less  in  the  first  case  than 
in  the  second. 

Tunes  with  a  smaller  number  of  lines  precede  those  with 
It  greater  number  of  lines,  provided  the  number  of  syllables 
in  each  line  is  equal,  for  instance,  6.5.6.5  precedes 
0.5.6.5.6.5.6.5,  written  6.5.D.  (double  meaning  8  lines) ;  6.5.T. 
(triple    meaning  12  lines). 

Tunes  with  irregular  or  peculiar  metre  come  last  of  all, 
and  are  arranged  alphabetically. 

It  will  be  understood  that  A.  &  M.  means  Hymns  Ancient 
and  Modern;    C.H.   stands   for   The   Church    Hymnal;    S.8.H. 

605 


GOO  ^fETETOAL  INDEX 

indicates  The  Sunday  School  Hymnal;  L.S.  denotes  Lotua 
Songs;  and  St.  A.  signifies  the  St.  Alban  Musical  Supple- 
ment, 

In  the  case  of  The  Church  Hymnal,  the  letter  S  prefixed 
to  a  number  means  that  it  will  be  found  in  the  Children's 
Supplement. 


INDEX. 


A.  &  M, 

CM.  8.6.8.6. 

Abridge 282 

Ballerina 

Belmont 

Dundee 221 

Freeh 543 

Gerontius 172 

Horsley 332 

Ilfracombe 

London   New 373 

Martyrdom 238 

Miles'    Lane 300 

St.   Agnes     (Dykes)  .  .  450 

St.     Anne 165 

St.    Anthony 

St.   Etheldreda    .  .     .  .  248 

St.   Flavian 16 

St.   Francis 

St.  Fulbert 125 

St.    James 199 

St.    Peter 13 

Sawley 

Sonus    Lajtus 

Southwell 236 

Speculum 

Spohr     

Weybridge 32 

Wiltshire 290 

Winchester     Old      ...  62 

D.C.M. 

Bethlehem   Shepherds 

Cantus    Dei 

Castle    Rising 

Christiania 

Noel 

Palestine 

Prospect 

St.    Matthew 369 

Salutas 

Vox  Dilecti 257 


C.H. 


S.S.H. 


L.S. 


St.   A. 


. .   577   . 

.   531   . 

.   205   . 

.  .   158 

.  .   140 

.   609   . 

.'   200   .' 

;   451   .' 

.  .   323   . 

.   158   . 

578 

.  .   484   . 

394 

. .   201   . 

498 

482   . 

84   . 

151 

115 

406   . 

. .   570   . 

189 

'.'.    31  ; 

:   293  '. 

429 

14   . 

.       275 
113   . 

'.'.    84  ; 

'.           8  '.'. 

.  .   201   . 

25  .. 

42 

.   356 

408   . 

.   104 

401 

104 

55 

103 
184 

776 

264 

607 


10 


52 


335 
457 

83 
424 

61 
462 


29 


608 


METRICAL  INDEX 


A.  &  M, 

L.M.  8.8.8.8. 

Abends 24 

Alstone 331 

Angelus 20 

Bishop 146 

Celeste 

Ernan     

Hesperus 

Hursley 24 

Intercession 4.50 

Jam   Lucis 1 

Lux    Christi « 

Melcombe t 

Old    Hundredth.  .      .  .  "   166 

Rockingham 371 

St.   Vincent 311 

Tallis'     Canon     ....  23 

Te    Lucis 15 

Walton 

Winchester    New.      .  .  327 

D.L.M. 

Maryland 

The    soldier    keeps    .  . 

S.M.  6.6.8.6. 

Amerton 

Dennis 

Franconia 48 

Lumen  Verura    .  .     .  . 

Xarenza 268 

Nova   Vita 

Peterborough 393 

St.  Ethelwald       .  .     .  .      270 

St.    Helena 69 

St.   Michael 380 

Trentham 

D.S.M. 

Chalvey 288 

Diademata 304 

Leominster 

Nearer    Home  231 


C.H. 


S.S.H. 


L.S. 


St.   A. 


49 
.   119   . 
56   . 

403   '. 

49   . 
293 
6   . 

1.5   . 

.  '.   100 
.  .   288   . 
.  .   166   . 
46   . 

'.'.      293  '. 
28   . 

.   440   . 

43   . 

.   461   . 

'.       130  '. 
.       182 
.   440 
402 

'.   401   ' 

449 
.   478 

'.         92  '. 
'.      232   '. 

59  '. 

172 

171 
537 

167 

118 

32 

537 


125 

351 
502 
352 


387 


558 
567 
426 


28S 
506 


485 
517 


43 


METRICAL  INDEX 


609 


A.  &  M. 

6.4.6.4.6.6.4. 

Ilorbury 

Propior  Deo 

6.4.6.4.6.76.4. 

HapT)y   Land 

Vigil 

6.5.6.5. 

Caswall 107 

Eudoxia 346 

Felix 

Onyx 

6.5.  D. 

Edina 305 

Fides 

Hertford 

In   Manu 

Lyndhurst 

Porro 

Ruth 

Vox    Iseta     

6.5.  T. 

Armageddon 

Haydn 

Hermes 

New   Year    Morn .     .  . 
Onward    Christian     .  .      391 
St.     Gertrude     .  .      .  . 
St.  Theresa 

6.5.8.4. 

Tiiberi .- 

6.6.4.6.6.6.4. 

Moscow 360 

National   Anthem 

68. 

Ibstonc 265 

Quam  dilecta  .  .   .  .   242 


C.H. 


545 
545 


S60 
88 


298 


179 
274 


571 
521 


S.S.H. 


102 
534 


150 


L.S. 


St.  A. 


.   469 

.   492 

.   621 

.   237 

'.   738   '. 

'.   268 

! '  377   . 

'.  '    327 

.   595   . 

.   341 

.   374 

.  .  S90 

264 

136 

620 

.   560   . 

.   557 

S7   . 

416 
398 


27 


28 


12 


42  .  . 


61 U  METRIC  ALT  INDEX 


A.  &  M.  C.H.  S.S.H.         L.S.  St.   A. 

Ravenshaw 2-i3      .  .         83       .  . 

St.    Cecilia 217      .  .         30      .  . 

6s.  (6  lines) 

St.   Veronica 611       .  . 

6s.   (eight  lines) 

Aunue    Christe    .  .     .  .      230      .  .      580      .  . 

Tyrolese  Evening  Hymn  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .         18 

6.6.8.6.8.8. 

Bernard .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .         47 

Rosy    Cros« .  .  .  •  .  .  .  .         IG 

6.7.6.7.6.6.6.6. 

Deo    Gratias 379      .  .      .552 

6.8.8.8.8.6. 

St.  Margaret ..      233      .  .       521      .  . 

7.4.7.4. 

In    Nomine   Tuo ....  .  .  .  .         49 

7.57.3. 

Bexfield .  .  .  .      326      .  . 

St.    Nicolas 462      .  . 

7.5.7.5.7.7.7.5. 

Mola .  .  19 

7.5.8.8.7.5. 
Thrones .  .  .  .  .  .  44 

7.6.7.6. 

Corpus    Christi     ...  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .         12 

Kocher 224      .  .      557 

St.    Alphege 225  180      ..      580      .. 

7.6.7.6.7.6.7.5. 

Diligence 488 

7.6.  D. 

All   things   bright.     ..       573       ..         S3       .  .         68.     .  . 
Aurelia 215      .  .      290  97      .  . 


METRICAL  INDEX 


A,  &  M. 

Come  Unto  Me    .  .     .  .      256 

Cruger 219 

Day  of  Rest 271 

Ellacombe 341 

Empire  Hymn      .  .     .  . 

Ewing 228 

In    Memoriam     .  .      .  .      ?,?,! 

Missionary 

New    York 

Salvatori 

St.     John     Damascene      133 
St.      Joseph      of      the 

Studium 441 

St.    Theodulph    ....        98 

St.   Theresa 

The  Bridge 

Trichinopoly 

Wenceslas    (Trochaic) 

Westridge 

Wordsworth 3(1 

7.6.  T. 

Evangel 

Eleury 

Refuge 

7.6.7.6.7.7. 

Dix 79 

7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6.8.G. 
8ong  of   Praise    .  .     .  , 

7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6. 
Wew    York 

7.6.7.6.7.6.8.6. 

Ellacombe 341 

Fluminicnla 

St.   Columb 48.'> 

7.6.8.6.  D. 

Alford 222 

Ellacombe       341 


C.H. 

263 
175 
441 

S70 
688 
475 

174 
589 


297 

S7 


■S86 
S51 


138 


S.S.H. 
226 


155 

8 


611 

L.S.  St.   A. 


498 


321 
25 


233 


26 


210 


166 


589       . .       321 


S70 


62    .. 


35 


474 
S70 


487 


<il2 


METRICAL  INDEX 


A.  &  M. 

7.7.7.r». 

Capetown 163 

Charity 210 

7.7.7.6. 


Lebba?us    .  . 
Mill    Lane 
St.    Charles 


C.H. 


102 
406 


466  768 

.  .       760       .  . 
471    (second   tune) 


S.S.H. 


159 
271 


.S.  St.   A. 


Culbach 

Ephraim 

Innocents 

Liibeck    .....     .  . 

Mill    Lane     .  .     .  . 

Monkland 

Nottingham  .  .  .  . 
Orientis  Partibus 
LTniversity   Collpsre 

Vienna    

Weber 


381 


447 
291 


7.7.7.7.    (with  refrain), 


G-loi 


7.7.7.7.4. 


148 

27 

27 

760 

374 

511 
494 


310 
559 


169 
523 
129 
555 

475 


Day    is    dying 
Dryburgh    Abb 
Wurtemburg    . 

ey.  .     . 

136   ; 

'.         40       '. 
.       337       . 

.       431 

7s.  (six 

lines) 

Barmoutli .  .    . 

Cassol 

Dix 

()     . 

TOO       . 
79       . 

7       '. 
156       . 

4 

*       138       ' 
3       . 
3 

.       405       . 

'.  135 
166 

Madrid 

Ratisbon 

Veni  Sancte  Spiritus 

7s.  D. 

Easter    Hymn 
Maidstone 

Xo.   2. 

134 
240 

382       '. 

341 
.       366       . 

360 

March    .  .     .  . 
St.    George    .  . 
Somnus     .  .    . 

346 
137 

51 


45 


METRICAL  INDEX  613 


A.  &  M.  C.H.  S.S.FT.  fi.S.  St.    A. 

7s,  (ten  lines) 

Mendelssohn 60      ..      107      .. 

7.7.8.4. 

Light .  .      759      .  . 

7.7.8.7.  D. 

Over  and   over    ....  .  .  .  .  .  .        44    . . 

8.4.8.4.  D. 

Exsurgat   Deus    ....  .  .      287      .  . 

Gloaming 53       .  . 

Textor .  .  •  •  8 

8.5.  D. 

Armour     .  .  .  .      329      .  . 

Kobur .  .  .  .  .  .         19    .  . 

8.5.8.8.5. 

Mavsyas .  .  •  •  •  •  •  •         25 

8.6.7.6. 

Comrades .  .  .  .  .  .  •  •        13 

8.6.8.4. 

St.  Cuthbert 207      .  .  >   399      .  .      273      .  . 

8.6.8.6.7.68.6. 

Bethlehem    Ephrata .  .  ..      112 

8.6.8.6.8.4. 

Voluntas •  •  •  •  •  •  9    •  • 

8.6.8.6.8.6. 

Agathn .  .  .  .     .    16      .  .  .  . 

Rhineland .  .  •  •  •  •         39    .  . 

8.6.8.6.8.8. 

Magi •  •  .  .       196      .  . 

8.6.8.8.8.6. 

The    Maugcr    Throne.  ..  ••  ••  ..35 


614 


METRICAL  INDEX 


A.  &  M. 

S.7.8.7. 

Alleluia  dulce  rannen         71 

Austria 292 

Cor      

Dominus  regit    me    .  .       197 

Merton 47 

St.    Anthony 

St.  Mahyn      

St.    Oswald 274 

St.   Sylvester 289 

Saffron  Waldon    .... 

Salutas    

Sicilian    Mariners 

Stuttgart        7r. 

Taormina 

S.7.8.7.7.7. 

All    Saints 427 

Di-ot/.el      2r> 

8.7.8.7.8.7. 

Helmsley 71 

Lewes 

Regent    Square    . .     . .  232 

St.  Thomas 51 

Urbs  Beata 2.S2 

87.  D. 

Alia  Trinita 440 

Alleluia 31fi 

Amicus 

Amor 

Austria 292 

Besthorpe       

Bishopgarth 

Celer 

Charitas 367 

Courage    

Deerhurst 43n 

Kastleigh 

Golden    Sheaves.  .     .  .      3R4 

Lower  Tiights 

fjugano 

Rex  Glorift' 148 


C.H. 


194 

202 
68 

440 
372 
130 
646 

S73 
68 


34  0 


70 
71 


387 


544 

770 
109 

694 

48 
385 


S.S.H. 


554 
84 


470 


61 
152 
314 


453 


528 


554 

217 


118 

165 

34 


L.S.    St.  A. 

20 
34 
38 


18 


30 


58 


METEICAL  INDEX  615 

A.  &.M.  C.H.  S.S.Il.  L.S.  St.   A. 

St.  Casimir .  .  .  .  .  .        57 

Sunshine .  .  .  .      390      .  '.        r,i    ]  '. 

The    Blessed    Name..  ..  ..      176 

Vesper    Hymn     ....  .  .  .  .      403 

8.7.  T. 

Beaconlight .  .  .  .        99      .  . 

Morning    song     ....  .  .  .  .      177 

8.7.8.7.8.8.7. 
Attolle    paulum    .      .  .       104 

8.7.8.8.6. 
Palermo .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .        38 

8.8.6.8.8.6. 

Bridehead 276 

Esca     Viatorum.  .      .  .      314 

St.    Alban .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  3 

8.8.7.7. 

Bede 622      .  . 

Virgo .  .  .  .  .  .  26 

8.8.7.8.8.7. 

Evangelists 434 

Heri    mundus    exultavit      64      .  . 

8.8.8.4. 

O    Filii    et    FiliaB.     .  .       130      .  .      685      .  . 

St.    Gabriel 19      .  .         4.5      .  . 

Victory .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .         15 

8.8.8.6. 

Karma .  .  .  .  .  .         17    .  . 

8.8.8.7. 
Cross  of  Jesus    ....  .  .         48      .  . 

8.8.8.8.6. 

St.    Margaret 233       .  .      521      .  . 


616 


:^.rETRICAL  INDEX 


8s.   (six  lines), 


A.  &  M. 


C.H. 


Faith 

Melita     .  .      . 
Preston 

370 
.387 

St.    Clirysostom.  .      .  . 
St.    Finbur 

St.     Matthias 
Stella 

28 

Veni    Cito 

204 

Veni    Veui    Emmanuel 

49 

8.8.10.6. 

Hesperus     .  . 

9.7.9.7. 

(with  refrain) 

Prospect    .  .    . 

9.8.8.9. 

God    be   with 

you    .  . 

9.8.9.8. 

- 

St.   Clement    . 
Salutas    .  .     . 

477 

9.8.9.8.8.8. 

Benares 

9.9.9.9. 

Lotus 

10.4.10.4.10.10. 


39 


Lux     benigna 
Sandon    . .     .  . 

266      . 

.      .509 
.'      509 

10.8.10.9. 

D 

Sound    the   batt 

0 

cry 

10.10. 

Belo 
Lam 

ved     .  .     .  . 
mas 

313  ; 

491 

St. 

Cyril     .  . 

491 

S.S.H.        L.S.         St.   A. 
23 


17 


; :  284  : 

'.'.       206       '. 

.  .       46.5       . 

.50       . 

'.       173       .' 
78       . 

'.  394  ; 

'.       409       '. 
441 

349 


49 


29 


METT^TCAL  INDEX 


or 


A,  &  M. 


C.H. 


S.S.H. 


L.S.  St.   A. 


10.10.10.4. 


For    All    the    Saints..      437    (third  tune) 
The   Blessed    Rest    .  .  .  .      745      . 

10.10.10.6. 

St.    Charles    .  .     .  . 

lOs. 


471     (second    tune) 


440 


31 


Alia  Triuita  Beatn 
Consolation    .  .     .  . 

Eventide 

Pax  Dei 

Old    124th     

O     Quanta    Qnalia      .  .       235 

Shiplake 590 

St.   Agnes    (Lanairan) 
Trisagion 423 

lOs.   (six  lines). 

Verulam 

Yorkshire     (Stockport)      Gl 

lOs.    (twelve  lines). 


Gypsy 


10.10.11.10. 


203 

187 

198 


Optiinus 

Strength    and     Stay..         12      . 

10.10.11.11. 

Hanover 431 

Houghton     

.      160 
.      371 

10.1012.10.10.10. 

Quies 

. 

11.6.11.6. 

Wilton 

.       574 

11.1011.4. 

Cloisters 214      . 

.       564 

400 

r)65 


419 


28 


63 


55 


618 


METRICAL  TNDEX 


A.  &  M. 


578 


C.H. 


S.S.H.  L.S.  St.   A. 


23.T 


11.10.11.10. 

Clare    Market 

Cousolation 

Dawning 

Life    and    Love.  . 
O  Perfect  Love    .  .    . 
O    Quanta    Qualia 

Paternoster 

I'raeeeptor 

Russian    Hyma    .  .     . 

Springfield 

Strength    and     Stay. 
Sutton    Valence     .     . 


1!. 10.11. lO.JMl. 

Pil-riius -2M 

Pilgrims    of    the    night 

11.10.11.10.11.10. 

Rescue 

11.10.   D. 

Alia    Trinita 440 

11.11.11.5. 

Cloisters 214 

lis. 

Fides 


Hanover 43] 

Hertford 

In  Manii 

March    onward    .  . 

St.    Denio 

Whiter    than    snow 

lis.  (with  refrain). 

Yield  not 

11.12.11.10. 

Vita  Secreta 

12.1112.11. 

Vox  montibus  .  . 


.       378 

'.      402      '.'. 

60 
187 

.•)0 

2S(; 
780 

.'.0       .  . 

111 

.564 


021 
160 


237 


34^ 


36 


30 


28 


40 
31 


47 


METRICAL  INDEX 


619 


A.  &  M. 


C.H. 


Irregular  or  Peculiar  Metre. 


383 


341 


Adeste    Fideles  .  . 

Adyar 

Benson 

Catena 

Celeste 

Christ    was    born .     .  . 

Christine 

Cor 

Crendon    

Dresden 

Earthly     friends     will 

change 

Ellacombe 

Epenetus 

Evangel 

Evangelium     (Farmer) 

Flame 

Fountains 

Good   Christian   men .  . 
Let   it  pass    .  .     .  .-  .  . 

Tjux  seterna 

Lux   benigna 206 

Lux    vera 

Marguerite 

Mitis 

Nicsea 160 

Nike 

Portal 

Prospect 

St.   Charles 471    ( 

St.    Cuthbert 207 

Salem 

Salutas    

Shall  we  gather.  .     .  . 
Sound    the    loud    timbrel 

Stella 

Sunbeam  

Textor    .  .     ....     •  • 

The    Battle    ?Tymn    .  . 

The  Bridge 

The   Foe 498 

The   soldier   keeps    .  . 
Warrennc    No.    4.     .  . 


108 
631 


STO 
S86 


509 


416 


econd  tunc 
399 


S.S.H. 


458 


130 
324 


L.g. 


St.  A. 


151 


114 


305 


415 


273 


61 
101 


387 
589 


22 


38 


2 
24 


620  SUNDAYS  AND  FESTIVAL  DAYS 

HYMNS  SUGGESTED  FOE  SUNDAYS  AND  FESTIVAL 
DAYS. 


Advent   Sunday ;J2,    33,    38,    39,   45.   49,    305,    314, 

406,    495. 
Second    Sundav      in    Advent.     28,    30,    35,    40,    46,    48,    382,    386. 

504. 

Third 29,     34.     36.     37,     372,     395,     421, 

474. 

Fourth 31,   41,    42,    43,    44,    47,    283,    295, 

386,    459,    492. 

Christmas   Eve .  .     ..    50,  51,    74. 

Christmas    Day     .  .     .  .     52.    53,   54,    55  56,    57,    58,    60,    61. 

Pirst    Sunday    after      Christ- 
mas       65.    66,    67,    68,    69,    72,    73. 

Second 59,    62.    63,    «4,    70,    71. 

New  Year's  Eve    .  .     75,    76,    77. 

New  Year's  Day    .  .     .  .    .  .    .  .    .  .  78.    79,    190,    299,    323,    364,    505. 

The    Epiphany 80,    81.    82,    83,    84,    85. 

First       Sunday        after        the 

Epiphany -^6.    87,    8S,    89.    90.    91. 

Second 112,    118,   279,  283,  286.  321,    324. 

Third 113,    303,    310,    357,    363.    383. 

Fourth 95,    101,    122,    274,    366,    387,   415. 

Fifth 97     117,    286,    395,    397,    413,    486, 

487. 

Sixth 331,   334,   352,  373,   392,    416,    494. 

Septuagesima .  106,  147,  149,  153,   257,  408. 

Sexagesima     .  .      .  .     148.  152,  155,  158,    298.  361. 

Quinquagesima 151,  260,  367,  372,    374,  499. 

Ash   Wednesday '.  .  102.  105.  106,  111,    117,  130. 

First    Sundav    in   Lent    .  .     .  .     96,    104.    107.    108,    116,    128. 

Second     .  .    '. 100,    115,   120,  123,   124,  420,   489. 

Third lOO.    112  ,113,    114,   126,   329,  402, 

407. 
Fourth,    Refreshment    Sunday    99,    103.    105.    109,    129.    279. 
Fifth,   Passion    Sundav    .  .     .  .    118,     119,      125,      276,     311.     320, 

365. 
Sixth,  Palm  Sunday 127,  131,    132,  375,    413,   477,    482. 


SUNDAYS  AND  FESTIVAL  DAYS  621 


Mauudy  Thursday,  Corpus  Christi, 

the      Sunday      within      the 

Octave,    and    for  Eucharistic 

use  generally 222 — 232,     272,      309,      332,     368, 

429,    493. 

Good  Friday 8,    12.    121,    118,  269,  365,   367. 

Holy  Saturday 369,    370,    372,    378,    379,    380. 

Easter    Sunday 133,    135,    136,    139,    140,    141. 

First    Sunday    after   Easter..     134,  264.   284,   298,   359,   385.   391. 

Second 137,  304,   327,    403,    410,    425. 

Third 118,    138,   263,   333,    404,  417.   500. 

Fourth 265,   298,    339,   405,    470,   478. 

Fifth 269,    379,    385,    396,    411,    446. 

Ascension   Day t  142.    143,  144,    145,   253,   261,   450. 

Sunday    after    Ascension    Day    .   ( 

Whitsunday 146.    150,    151,    154,    155,    499. 

Trinity   Sunday (  162,   163,    164,   165,   166,    167.   288, 

346,    353,    361. 
First    Sunday    after   Trinity  '  (See   Corpus    Christi) 

Second 6,    24.    342,    3^4,    430,    462,    464. 

Third    . 182,    184,    186,    189,    296,   407. 

Fourth 265,   273,  281,   293,   295,    297,    302. 

;U7,    328,    339,    341,   347,    351, 

352,   302,    374,    443,   445,    453, 

509. 

Fifth 276,   289,   310,   343,   465,   470,    479. 

Sixth 97,    262.    269,    270,    300,    311,    325, 

340,   420,   472,    483     488,    503. 

Seventh 156,    159,    161,    298,   396,    488. 

Eighth 371,    398,    407,    408,    439,    441. 

Ninth 109,   252,   268.   275,   277,   278,  280, 

284,   301,    318,   320,    323,    330, 

334,  364,  370,  400,  409,  410, 
476,    477,    481. 

Tenth 254,     312.     333,      348,      312.      358, 

378,    431,    435     457. 

Eleventh 100,    190,    303,    308,   331,    381. 

Twelfth 249,   262,   291,   300,   316,   321,  350 

370,  375,  378,  390,  401,  423] 
4  57,    466,   488,    494,  500. 

Thirteenth 95,    97,    270,    299,    311,    315,    320, 

335,  355,  410,  419,  457,  468, 
472,    486. 


G22  SUNDAYS  AND  FESTIVAL  DAYS 


i'ourteenth 2G9,   280,   867,   376,   393,  451,  455. 

Fifteenth 263,  269,   285.  292,  294,  307,  313, 

380,   432. 
Sixteenth 96,    248,   268,    284,   319,    325,   344, 

394,  419,    436,    469,   489. 
Seventeenth 101,   102.  259,  266.   294,    360,   433, 

438,    469,    478,   484.    502,   508. 

Eighteenth 329,    345,   363,    408,    452,    456. 

Nineteenth 126,    295,    306,    341,    351,    365. 

Twentieth 310,   354,   357,  399,   463,   465,   470, 

479,    485. 
Twenty-first 250,   329,   349.    354    366,   387,    397. 

413,    414! 
Twenty-second 130,   278,  316.    323,  340,   377,  388, 

395,  418,    482,    487; 

Twenty-third 95,    201,    316,   338,    355,    387,    402. 

Twenty-fourth 295,   306,   315,   337,   341,   373,  380. 

467. 
Sunday  before    Advent    .  .     .  .     .  .     122,    146,    158,    159,   408,    499. 


HOLY  DAYS. 

St.  Andrew   .  .  194,    200,    202.    203,    204,    208. 

Baptism  of  our  Lord 250,    436,    494,    495,   500,    506. 

Transfiguration 94,    204,    248,    276,    508,    509. 

Presentation  in  the  Temple   .  .    .  .  92,    93,    167,    169.    175,   497. 

St.  David .     .  .     .  .  196,    200,    208,    251,   252,    508. 

St.   Patrick 27,  201,    203,    204,   206,    253. 

Annunciation   of   our  Lady    .  .     .  .  170,    171,    175.    178,    496,    501. 

St.   George 199,    200,    201,    205,    207,    253. 

St.  Alban    .  .     .  . .  196,    199,   203,   207,    208,   253. 

St.  John  the  Baptist '.  .  32,  48,  194,  202.  395,   406. 

St.  Peter  and  the  holy  Apostles.  198,    201,    218,    219,    220,    221. 

Assumption  of  our  Lady 169,    176,   177,   179,    181,   498. 

Nativity  of  our  Lady 168,   172,   173.   174,    180,   496,   497. 

St.    Michael    and     all     Angels    .  .  182,   183,    185,   187,   188,   190,  191. 

192,    .303. 

All  Saints    ..     ..  27,    193,    195,    197,    198,    205.   206. 

All   SotUs     and  Burial  Services..  209 — 217,    336,    449. 


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